Payday 2 Fanfiction Novels & Stories

Savannah murmured as she covered the space between her and Payton who was already on her feet. “Anna,” Payton rushed into her friend’s embrace and then sniffed. “No, you’re not going to ruin your make-up, baby girl. Today is a good day,” she murmured in her ear. “Good day, my ass,” Payton hissed and broke the hug gently. “What? You are getting married today… and to the hottest billionaire at that! It is a good day, my friend!” “Oh, shut the fuck up, you don’t know the story!” She hissed.

I dropped into my bed, about to touch myself, and I picked up my phone resting by the bedside to see a text message from Dane. “Sure, touch yourself. When I catch you, you'll pay for it.” I can't wait to pay, because I dived right into my first of many orgasms that night.

as innocent as I can be, I gave him a second before saying, " Ugh, you don't need it." Pointing a finger at me, he said, " You will pay for this, Arianna!! " He tried to crawl towards me. I got up and put my feet on his fingers, applying pressure to make sure he felt the pain. I lean down and say, " You'll have to pay them first." The door opens on time, and the loan sharks walk in with their bats ready for Noah. As they dragged him away, I said, " Oh, one more thing. I'm the new CEO of the Sawyer company." Acting like I was thinking about something, he said, "You know what that means? You lost your money." I started to laugh nonstop.

Payton was astounded over my statement. His objective for coming here and letting me know everything was to earn my attention nevertheless, he didn’t know that he fuelled up the years old hurt within me turning it into my aggression. And that is how, my time began. My time of taking revenge! After a hot shower listening to my favourite song I descended the stairs. “Morning sexy, ohh damn if that’s because you want to kill me, know that I am already dead.” I Iet out a laugh pulling out a chair on the breakfast table providing that he raised his hands in defeat. “No trust me, I am still waiting for you to say a yes to me baby. Payton Scott is all dead!” he added sipping his morning tea.

They said you could help… Just a little money… Tell her to get us something from the Cross accounts and this all goes away. And the texts wouldn’t stop. UNKNOWN: You have a rich boyfriend. Use him. UNKNOWN: First payment due soon. Don’t make us come remind her. Jayla deleted them as soon as they appeared, but the words burrowed under her skin. She did what she’d always done when life closed in: she worked harder. She asked Enzo for extra shifts. Took the late cleanup slot three nights in a row. Then said yes when an office building manager called to see if she could cover a last-minute night cleaning shift “just this once.”

“Last week, you said this week you’d pay your debt. This week, you say again next week, you’ll pay your debt. So, when actually are you going to pay your debt, Buddy? Next week and next week again, you hope that I can forget about that money and you can be free from your debt, don’t you?” One punch landed on Victor Jaleco’s cheek again. One kick also landed on his stomach. This time, he fell off to the floor and couldn’t stand up in his full balance again. He was groaning in pain. He was moaning helplessly and hopelessly on the floor of the alley. “I’ll pay you next Wednesday… I’ll pay you next Wednesday… I promise…” screamed Victor Jaleco at the peak of his hopelessness and helplessness. Th

When Fiana walked into the room it seemed almost surreal. “Pay backs are a bitch,” Pam mumbled. “Who’s doing what? Huh? Paying back for what? I’m missing something,” Fiana said. She stood and focused on the news, thinking Pam was referring to it. “I disappear, so you disappear,” Pam explained. “You knew where I was going,” Fiana reached for the crinkled pack of cigarettes that Pam tossed haphazardly onto the coffee table. “Not a clue,” Pam snarled.

A week passed in a haze of quiet terror. The "payments" became a part of my daily life. A quick, silent blowjob in the laundry room while my mom was in the garden. Getting fingered to a screaming, silent orgasm in his car in the garage just moments before we all went out for dinner. Each encounter was a brutal, terrifying reminder of my new reality. His so called debts were never ending

Was she really going to brush off three years of my life as if they meant nothing? "That's enough. I'll give you some money to eat outside." As she spoke, she took 100 dollars out of her bag and casually tossed it on the ground. Then, the two of them looked at me with contempt, waiting to see me shamelessly crouch down to pick the money up off the floor. Ralph sneered from the side. "Don't pretend you're above taking money at a time like this. 100 dollars is enough to feed you for days." I was in no mood to pay him any more attention. Instead, I simply cast a cold look at Rosalie and said, "Let's get divorced."

“I have money, Layne. More than I will ever need to spend, more than enough to take care of my pack. More than the three packs closest to me combined. Let me help you.” “That’s your money, Colt. I’m not going to let you just give it to me. That’s ridiculous. I’d forever feel like I owe you.” “Who fucking cares? You wouldn’t have to go to anyone else after this month and you can pay me back whenever or never. Let me help you,” he says more forcefully this second time. An alpha doesn’t beg, but if that’s not what it sounds like. “Absolutely not, I need to do this myself Colt.” I turn away looking out the window as he pulls into a parking spot. Saved by the bell of finally getting to our destin