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Matured Contents Ahead. Please this book is highly rated 18+ "You will pay for this Amelia, mark my words, you got married to me through deception, you will suffer the consequences. And now you will face your first punishment, you want to be my wife huh, you will face what happens to them on their wedding night." He chuckled, but it was one filled with bitterness. "You're not that beautiful. But that doesn't mean I won't have your body." Amelia Harper, a young lady with virtue, finds herself in a family and vicinity where she isn't acceptable. Her family borrowed money from Dylan Blackwood the billionaire and couldn't pay their debt. Dylan Blackwood decided to take the Harper's most beautiful daughter as a wife in place of debt but she fled with her lover leaving her elder sister, the not so pretty one, Amelia Harper to suffer the consequences.

When I go home for the holidays, I find out that my dad has installed a facial recognition machine at the front door. "You'll have to pay an entry fee of 50 thousand dollars. Will you be paying by card or payment code?" I thought my dad was joking at first. As I laugh, I attempt to walk through the front door while pushing my luggage forward. But my mom passes me a price list with an icy look. "That'll be 200 dollars for dragging stuff across the floor. You'll also be charged 1,000 dollars per hour for using up the air." I'm stunned by her words. "Mom, stop messing around already!" But when I walk into the house, I realize that the air inside has disappeared. Unable to breathe, my face soon turns bright red out of suffocation as I kneel down on the floor. My mom huffs coldly again. "If you want to live, then pay up!" With great difficulty, I dig out my phone and pay the fees. Once the transaction is done, I can feel air rushing through my nostrils and into my lungs. For a few moments, I pant heavily. As I stare at my cold-looking parents, I finally feel that something is off. So, I scramble up to my feet and rush for the door. But that's when I find out that the front door is already welded shut. There's a payment code pasted on the door as well as a message. "Exit fee. One million dollars."

After being betrayed by her boyfriend and evil step sister, she died by the hand of her step mother's assassin. However, she had a second chance at life. A chance to right the wrongs. A chance to revenge on those who hurt her. They were all going to pay!

“I want this body”. “Its yours” ************************************************ After the death of his wife in a ghastly accident, Having no options left after forced retirement, Lance, a father of two opts to take loan but as time ran out he could not pay back. Vanessa, his eldest child opts become a stripper in a lavish club just to make ends meet and pay off her fathers debt to the ruthless Billionaire. Just a glance at the slender and blonde beauty dancing on the pole and Andre already knew he had to claim her as his. He makes background information about her and finds out she is the daughter of Lance which fuels his desire to have her. With the time having elapsed, the Billionaire comes for his payment. Having seen how helpless they are, Andre decides to strike a deal with Lance. He tells Vanessa to sell herself off to him and he clears of all the debts. Do you think love would ever grow between them?

Auralia was once a loving family woman, but all that changed when she contracted an incurable illness. Now she's been unfrozen by a ruthless celebrity in a future world. She must submit to him to pay back the debt her life has created in a world that treats those cured as slaves for the rich

Rhea Valdez was promised to Nikolai Voss to be his wife, a contract was tied between both of them. Nikolai wanted Rhea and only Rhea. But on the wedding day, to his upmost surprise he got her sister, Kate instead. He hated Kate, and never made any interest to hide his hatred for her. He weds Kate silently, and vows to make her pay for doing what she did. -------------------- After the priest said you may now kiss the bride, Nikolai brought his face forward and whispered to me, "From this day henceforth, you will pay for agreeing to play with my intelligence. This I promise you." He then took my fragile lips into his, and kissed me. The crowds cheering, not knowing I just signed my death's bed by agreeing to help my step-sister flee with her boyfriend from Nikolai.

The moment they released the year-end audit notice, I just stared in disbelief at the mention of my car, which I had paid for in full and in cash. It was boldly listed under the company’s fixed assets. “Our company practices a ‘family-friendly’ culture. What’s yours is the company’s. We’re a family. There’s no need to get picky about what’s yours or mine.” As if that was not enough, the company fired the driver and handed the chauffeuring duty to me. “Here’s the reception schedule for this month. Also, please pick up my dad at Babolle at 3 a.m. tonight.” My expression had darkened. Nonetheless, the human resources manager continued, “In a family, there’s no ‘yours’ or ‘mine’. My dad is your dad, right?” I was so furious that I almost exploded. ​ “I’m taking my car back, then!” She immediately took out a loan contract. “Simple. Pay by instalments. Work here for three years and you can ‘buy’ back your car.” So not only did I have to work as a driver for free, but I also had to pay to reclaim my car. Ever since the human resources manager parachuted in, she cut perks and cancelled vacations. She even started to dig into my wallet! “I quit!” She sneered. Then, she brandished a thick employee handbook. “Clause 1867 states that an employee who resigns of their own accord will need to pay double their salary. You’re under a six-month probation starting from now. Pass it, then you can leave.”

"since you can't pay me back what you stole from me, I own your life, all of you," London Malik whispered with a deep smirk at the corner of his lips as he pinned Kimberly to the wall. It was then that her innocent life took a different turn.

The day I got back from a trip, my housekeeper filed a lawsuit against my father and me. In court, she stood with her visibly pregnant belly, her voice shaking with anguish. "Jethro Roberts and his son are nothing but monsters. They tricked me into moving into their home under the excuse of offering me a job as a housekeeper. They tied me to a bed and abused me. "The baby I am carrying belongs to Jethro Roberts." Her mother wept hard, nearly collapsing from the strain. "These two monsters destroyed my daughter's life! They should pay with their lives." As soon as she spoke, the courtroom burst into an uproar. "Shameless criminals! The dad couldn't even be bothered to appear in court. They must be punished severely!" "That's right. Look at the son. He's actually smiling. He has no conscience! They both deserve to pay for what they did." Then, I calmly stepped forward and presented my evidence. A stunned silence swept through the courtroom.

I spent three hundred dollars on a brand-new phone for my mother, only for her to start saying that the smartphone was stealing her money and that I had personally siphoned off her bank balance. I could never win the argument. So I offered to just reimburse whatever “loss” she imagined. She got even more unhappy. She slapped a stack of receipts on the table and demanded I pay up. “Where did you buy this piece of junk? It’s a ticking time bomb. Give me my money back!” Most of the receipts were for men’s sneakers and athletic wear; the rest were household basics like brooms and hangers. I felt a wave of suffocating frustration. Since when was shopping free? Why was I expected to pay for her? I bought her a new phone, and I just became the ATM? “Fine. If you hate it that much, I’m taking it back to the store.” But she would not let go.