Payback Novels & Stories

"That loan you gave me...." Will he be unhappy about this? He'll be making less out of the deal.... "Mmm? What about it?" "I can pay you back now." He pauses, beer can halfway to his mouth. "Already? A year early?" "Yes, a year early. Is that alright with you?" "Alright? Of course it's alright. Michael, I'm delighted for you. I know how much work you've put into making your business work. It's good to see you getting the payback."

Everyone was bustling about, and no one noticed that I had just awakened. I looked up and caught sight of the wall clock. Only one hour remained before I would have to return to the future. On the small hospital TV, they were replaying footage of last night's once-in-a-century meteor shower. The shooting stars were beautiful, but unfortunately, I had missed them again. Indeed, it seemed my wishes were destined to remain unfulfilled. I was lost in thought until footsteps approached, followed by Sophia's tired yet joyful voice. "You're awake. Ethan has regained consciousness too, thanks to your timely blood donation last night."

Ethan replied. "Very well, what about him?" Alfie asked. "I was contemplating how you would pay Steven back if you were in my predicament?" Ethan queried. "Ethan, 'a mistake made is already made.' The only way to rectify a mistake is to ensure it is not repeated, and we must move forward. I understand that Steven has wronged you in the past, but seeking retribution may exacerbate the situation," Alfie stated. "Hmm, do you have a solution for me or not?" Ethan pressed.

I replied with furrowed face " I come here to return your things you left behind because you took off running"he said with grinned teeth looking at me . Looking down I see a purple gift bag next to him . He was really here to return my things to me even though I ran from him . I felt my heart beat a little bit fast at the thought. " I mean unless you don't want them .... " he said on a smug tone . I rolled my eyes at him

“Big firm. Big wins. Even bigger enemies.” She shrugged lightly. “The law doesn’t care who it offends. It only cares about truth.” His jaw tightened. “Then tell me the truth. Why now? Why this case?” “Because your company’s acquisitions are crushing minority-owned businesses and displacing families in East Harlem,” she replied coldly. “Because for every zero in your bank account, there’s a mother who can’t afford rent anymore.” His eyes narrowed. “You’re not here for justice. You’re here for revenge.”

"I've been waiting for this moment for years . And I'm not stopping until I've destroyed everything you've built. Everything you love. Everything you care about." "Payback is coming. And it's long overdue."

She paused, “Let us forget about yesterday.” Only then did I understand what her ‘payback’ means. She is good at paying her debts but she lacks the ability to share out herself. She is not into helping without gaining something. What a lass! I stared at her waiting gaze, waiting for my delayed reply. What can I say? “Easier said than done,” I finally responded as placed the cup on the table, as if, “In due time, it will fade away.” --in due time, as long as nothing is triggering you to remember, for example, her not existing anymore.

What could they possibly have needed that much money for? "How long did they have to pay it back?" I frown, my eyes wide with disbelief. "One year." Alpha Hardin tells me. While it may not seem like a lot of time, our community is very sufficient when it comes to money and business. My parents own multiple businesses, enough to pay him back. It's clear that they're shopaholiqcs, there's no way they could struggle to pay him back. "What makes you think they're going to pay you back? They've had a whole year, kind of seems like a long shot." I couldn't help but say.

“How’re we working out the investment? What’s the interest? How long do I have to pay you back?” I drum my fingers on the desk, letting the tension build before I respond. “I’ll take ten percent of your annual profits for ten years. No payback necessary.” His eyes widen like I’ve just handed him the winning lottery ticket. “That’s...generous. Too generous.” I lean back in my chair, keeping my expression calm. “Is it? With the plan I’ve got, those casinos will bring in more than double the purchase cost in the first year alone. You’ll be swimming in money.”