Novel & Cerita Paid To Love

Julian took out his phone and made the transfer. Payment Received: $50,000. I checked to be sure before getting up. “You'll regret this,” he said, his jaw tight with anger. “I will make sure of it.” “The only regret I will ever have...” I turned my back to him but made sure my voice was loud enough to be heard. “...is believing someone like you deserved my love.”

“No, Aaron. I don’t need a boyfriend. You already know that” “Because you think no one will love you honestly?” that’s ridiculous. “You haven’t tried, how would you know?” “I already know. I grew up having people ‘loving’ me but it wasn’t real” “They were paid to do that. How can you expect me to believe in love when I don’t even know what it means?” “Those who claimed to love me were all paid. And those who are supposed to love me, didn’t” she blurted out.

Love is like the current mode of payment or rather the universal currency, the currency that does not discriminate between the black and the Indian or the European and the Asians. Love is the common currency you want to adopt to make a world a better place just as it was created to be. One day while we were growing up as young adolescents our teacher gave us a simple analogy : “I want you to try an experiment to see if this whole giving love thing works. Give a brand new pair of shoes away to a homeless person — the more expensive, the better the result. Do not pretend like you lack any because we all have a pair of shoes lying around that we have not worn yet and probably do not need”.

The problem was not whether he would return the money or not. He had sent a lot of heart emojis to Ruth. It was the stereotypical answer of a sugar baby thanking their sugar mommy! However, a handful of netizens did happily say that they felt at ease now. Since he borrowed money from Ruth, all he needed to do was return it, and it would be over. Plenty of marketing accounts popped up and started speaking up about true love. They said that love was priceless and could not be measured with money. Immediately after, news of Luna and Caelus donating sixty million dollars to Ventworth Ravine started trending, and plenty of verified accounts praised them for their kindness.

Thousands of girls came into my life and I have been with hundreds but no one stole my gaze upon the first gaze like she did. I closed my eyes for a second and her face appeared in front of my eyes. I opened my eyes, again she appeared in front of me. I shook my head and this time, it finally stopped. I can't let myself be in love at a time like this. And I'm pretty sure she's a 16 years old highschooler. She's too young. And I shouldn't be interested in a minor. Yes she's a minor, I know it. She's too young for me and I can't have her.

How could one be so angry with a person and grateful to him at the same time? "Well, for what it's worth, my father I'd going to live now. So, thank you." She hesitated and added. "I'll make sure whatever amount you spent is returned to you as soon as my father recovers." "Oh, no, that will not be necessary." What was that about, Emily wondered. "Excuse me?" "Look, Emily. I did this for you because I love you so much and I know losing your father would have broken you. I don't want to be paid back."

"Ariana, you're like a daughter to me. I helped you because I believed in you. My reward is seeing you happy and successful." Touched by his words, Ariana felt her eyes moisten. She leaned in, and they embraced in a heartfelt hug, a gesture that spoke volumes about the deep bond they shared. The bustling diner seemed to fade away as the two of them found comfort in their genuine connection, transcending the wealth and success that had become a part of Ariana's life. The payment Sal sought was not monetary; it was the joy of seeing Ariana's happiness and success, a sentiment that held more value than any cheque could ever represent.

Just before I could finish what I was going to say, Ally cut me off. "Eight hundred will be paid to you per night, not including your night differential, that's why my eyes widened when Ally said "I hope your offer is good, just in case I need a daily wage, you know I'm the only one expected..." "You know, I have something saved. Anyway, I can lend it to you. I think you still have a budget while you wait. Then give it to me when you get your second salary." Ally's offer was tempting but because –

“I can't accept this on top of everything else.” “Everything else?” I asked, reaching over the table to grasp her hand. “What is everything else?” Ava looked at me, pulled her hand away, and raised an eyebrow, “Paying for my mother, supporting me financially, getting me the job at the pasty shop, all these presents, and just overall being so amazing despite me trying to push you away over and over again. And I haven't been able to pay you back at all.” “Ava,” I pulled my hand back and stroked my jaw, “I don't do those things because I expect you to return the favor or pay me back. I do them because I have feelings for you and I want you to be happy.”

"And one year will be too much for you to fall in love with me. Let's make it six months." Did she just say me? Me, falling in love with her? I laugh internally. She removes her hands from over her chest and digs her hand into her bag bringing out a card, she hands it to me. "That's my account number, to make the payment of the 500 million dollars when you do fall in love with me." I take the card from her, my eyes scanning the information on it. Aria Hayes, account number.... everything I need to make the payment. I slip the card into my pocket.