Payback Book Novels & Stories

After her working hours ended, Kathilyn was organising her desk before going back home, when she suddenly felt someone approaching her from behind. "So, are you going to have dinner with me?" She heard Benjamin's voice from beside her ears. "Dinner? Sure if it's on you. I mean you owed me for embarrassing me in front of everyone " Kathilyn rolled her eyes at Benjamin. "Isn't it the opposite? You're the one who should pay since I helped getting you out of trouble." Benjamin scoffed sarcastically. "Alright, I'll pay." He continued before walking out of the office. "I'll wait for you in my car." He said again and made his way to the door.

“What's with this new high?” I rolled my eyes. “What?” “I mean, your mockery is on a whole other level. Can't believe you could keep up a straight wicked face like this when it came to Enoch. But I'm happy you're back. So, as a welcome back present, you know that company could go under with just a phone call from me, right?” The way he said it, the manner his voice was soothing and reassuringly endearing almost made sorrowful water gather in my eyes. So thoughtful. He was like a brother anyone could have asked for.

As I scrolled through the lively chat, the discomfort I felt eased a little. … Lucy showed up late on Sunday. She claimed to have been held up, and I didn't think much about it. Everyone seemed to enjoy the food very much. When the meal was over, I wanted to transfer the extra money back to them, but they all said it was fine. They even gave me an extra 500 dollars each. Smiling widely, Lucy said it was just a token of appreciation from everyone. I felt quite touched by that. Later that night, after cleaning up the kitchen, I finally managed to sit down and get some rest. Just then, Lucy added my personal number to a group chat that was named "Matured Investment Withdrawal".

I stood back, watching the chaos. Only when security yanked them apart did I speak. I didn't need to yell. My voice cut through the noise, crystal clear on the mic. The whole room froze. "Gavin Censori." He flinched. The fight drained out of him as he looked at me—eyes wide, like maybe there was still a shot. I walked over, staring down at his wreck of a face. Time for payback. "Remember? Seven years ago, you came to me with a dream and a mess of a plan. Said you wanted to build something real. Change the world. You actually had this light in your eyes back then.

"Does someone like me, quiet and private, really seem like the type to party with lowlifes every night? Have you ever seen me with friends like that?" "And look at my company, Dominic. I run a tiny startup with secondhand furniture and outdated computers. If Evelyn really funneled all that money to me, where did it go? Where's the nice office? Where's the expensive equipment? When your guys trashed my place, did you see anything worth more than a few hundred dollars?" "Dominic. I know you love Evelyn. I know you hate me. But for once in your life, think. Does any of what she told you actually make sense?"

But I am left asking myself. Will he ever come back or is it just a lie I'm telling myself? My friends have been there for me in every way possible: Eric, Riana and Karla. They have been there for me emotionally, physically and even financially. Yes, financially. I went bankrupt. My dad was able to put everything he ever gave to me back in his name. Yeah, that's how sick the devil of a man is. And the little money I get is from the book I published and the one that I am currently writing.

I think you should be focusing on your studies instead of pulling stunts like this. After regaining consciousness, I was met with a barrage of accusatory glances. If it had been before, I would have been too embarrassed to say anything, and my face would turn red with shame. Yet, at this very moment, I was seething with fury and resentment; I was no longer that timid version of myself. I had been reborn. I snatched the pink letter from his grasp and unfolded it while saying, "You went to that backwater high school, and you call that studying abroad? You're truly delusional.

She grabbed the phone on her bedside table, her hands trembling as she checked the date. August 3rd, 2XXX. She wasn’t dreaming. She was back. Three years before disaster struck. She let out a shaky breath and smiled, a rare, genuine smile. This time, everything would be different. This time, she would rewrite her fate. Her family, who had died protecting her... Louis, the man she had pushed away... and Natalie, the so-called best friend who had orchestrated her downfall... Daisy had a chance to change it all. The phone rang, pulling her from her thoughts. The high-pitched voice on the other end was unmistakable.

With tears in my eyes, I choked out, "You can go now." My voice was too soft, so it seemed he hadn't heard me. He had gone deaf in his left ear while saving me, after all, and it would never recover. "Once you've recovered, I'll take you around the casino. There are a few arms dealers we work with that you should meet. I'll prepare the meeting gifts for you. You don't need to worry about it." "There's no need." I refused once more. But the fact that Stefano had brought it up on his own twice did surprise me.

Mr. Dugan's message instantly sent the group chat into an uproar. "Really? Green Jewels at five dollars a pound?" "Mr. Dugan, you're amazing! How did you manage to negotiate such a great deal?" "I want ten pounds! Let's get this chain going—I'm jumping in first!" "I want 20 pounds! Save 20 pounds for me!" The group chat was immediately flooded with messages, and within ten minutes, over 40 parents had already joined in.