Novel & Cerita Pay Back In Spades

Still sitting there, still watching me with that same unreadable face, but the guilt was still there underneath. I picked up another piece of toast and took a slow bite this time, chewing while my mind raced. Last night I had asked for this. I had begged for a payback. I had spread my legs for his twin brother and moaned while my husband was on the phone. I swallowed and spoke without looking at him . “I’m still serious about the request. An Eye for an eye. I can pay somebody else.... if you don't want to.....

“I’m buzzing with excitement! Let’s make this gala absolutely unforgettable!” “Me too,” Sophia replied, mustering a smile that was more hopeful than confident. “I’ve sketched out some ideas for the presentation, and I’d really love to hear your thoughts.” Veronica leaned in, her eyes sparkling with enthusiasm. “Absolutely! Lay it on me!” As Sophia began to unfold her ideas—color schemes, whimsical themes, and the overall vision—the air seemed to shift. Instead of the supportive partner she had envisioned, Veronica’s expression morphed into something more calculating, as if she were sizing up the competition.

That person, of course, was Amy. I shook as I opened my laptop and looked up Adam's financial history. He owned a fur trading business called ‘Moon's Embrace’ up in the snowy north. Every single gift he had ever given me—the pendant with a wolf's tooth, the bracelet made of vines, and the cloak of wolf fur—was listed as part of his company's inventory. I used to think those gifts were special and just for me. That was until I peeked at Amy's social media and saw fancier versions of everything he had ever given me.

Phoebe sighed, “you know that’s not what I mean.” “No, no, no, no, what do you mean then? Huh, telling me that I don’t pay back, what is that supposed to mean then? You are talking as if I won’t give it back if I have it. I haven’t paid back because I don’t have it and you know it.” “But when you do have it, Cal, you don’t give me, you don’t pay back. Rather, you will go out to drink with your friends.”

“What do you mean, pay it back? Did you tell Mr. Hill we’d return the money?” Violet glared at her. “You used me to take that money. I didn’t see a cent. Why the hell should I be the one to pay it back?” The absurdity of it made her chest tighten until she could barely breathe. Polly’s voice shot up, shrill. “That money’s gone! We’ve already spent it—every last dollar! Do you really want to watch us die? You know our situation. How could we ever pay that kind of money back?”

"I'm gonna be using it to pay for the debt little by little, it'll go a long way in refunding your money" "Arrrgh" Ethan groaned. "Are you serious about paying back?" He asked. "Of course " Irish said, "And please do not refuse" She added. "I'm gonna keep giving you your pay and you can save it yourself to pay me back when it's complete" Ethan said. "Fine then " Irish said. "You're making me feel bad for wanting to pay back, i never asked you too" Ethan said. "I know but i want to. Please" Irish said.

I wanted to run my fingers over the keys and hear the melody come to life and fill the cottage with beautiful music. "It doesn't matter what it costs, Ro. I brought it here so that you can start paying me back. I told you, this is how you're going to pay me back, remember?" "I am confused," I admitted. "How is buying me another gift helping me pay you back?"

“Payback.” “Uh?” She crosses her arms to her chest and speaks neatly. “I’m here to pay you back for making use of your time the last time we were together.” “I’m not following.” She stares me down as if I’m dumb and maybe I am. Since when do people get a payback for spending time with another person? “You did me a favor,” she starts, one word leaving her mouth at a time as if she’s speaking to a child. “And I don’t like owing others. That’s why I’m here to pay you back for that favor. Then we can go on with our lives.”

My mother screams in anguish but I turn away from her. “What about the money?” I ask Alpha Ryan. He looks at me confused. “We want to pay it back to the Pine River Pack,” I say. “You will have to reach out to their Beta to see about the arrangements. There is no reason you need to pay it back,” he says. “We don’t want anything hanging over our heads,” I say.

Before I could say something, Spade was already rushing out of his office. I threw up again until there was nothing left. And then the reality hit me like a freight train. How do I pay off my three-million-dollar debt? I was confident it wasn’t out of his good heart. He didn’t have a heart in the first place. Business is business, right?