Novel & Cerita Brett X Reagan

Luke sits there listening to everything that Reighly tells us. “Hey wait, how do you know about all this tech stuff?” Brett asks. “I have a master's degree in it and a master's degree in law. I just applied to law school a couple of weeks ago.” She explains. They all sit there with their mouths open and in shock. This is weird. I see Davina sitting there with a shit-eating grin on her face. I have a feeling that she knew all about this. Reighly has a big smile on her face.

Reagan looks at Spencer who nods at her like they are speaking telepathically to each other. “Ms. Sutherland why don’t you go home with them and I’ll wait for the rental company.” She opens her mouth to say something but closes it quickly when Spencer shakes his head at her. “You are exhausted just get home and get some sleep.” Reagan doesn’t respond to him instead she just hops off the car and trips slightly grabbing my arm to steady herself. “I’m sitting up front” she says looking right at Josh daring him to argue with her about it. Josh raises both hands up in surrender. “You sit where ever you want.” ********************************************************************

Reagan was conflicted. He didn't know how to break the news to Ria. He was hurt, but Randall made a good point. They had to find a way to stop Rashka if he truly was still alive somewhere. "Reagan? What is the matter?" Ria asked when she noticed how quiet he was. She was done dressing up and ready to start her day when Reagan walked into his chamber in a gloomy mood. She was scared. Was he beginning to act up after taking away her innocence?

Arin probed further, needing to be absolutely certain before they took any action. Reagan rolled his eyes at the question, "Of course, I could recognize the woman who wanted to kill me even in my dreams," he replied sarcastically. The memory of their confrontation with Phoenix was still fresh in his mind, and he knew that it was a moment that he would never forget.

Riley's POV "The Graham Foundation board meeting is in three hours," Brett says, pacing the length of our hotel room like a caged animal. "Augustine somehow got himself appointed as interim chairman after my resignation from Graham Industries." I watch him from the bed where I'm reviewing the evidence we gathered last night. This restless energy, this need to control everything it's so different from the confident man who walked away from his billion-dollar company to choose me. "Brett, sit down. You're making me dizzy."

It's not like Brett is a gay, it's that he gets too busy with work that he doesn't even have time for women, also, he gets really shy before women most times. "Well, well... When you eventually have a queen, let me know," Broderick said and they both giggled, then he hung the call up. "I think Brett has a crush on Joan?" Amy said as soon as Broderick hung the call up. "Really? Those two can match, can't they?" Broderick asked. "Yes, but the Ultimate decision lies on them," she said. "True. Get me the latest iphone," Broderick said and handed over his card to her and spelt out the password.

the guy with the wavy blonde hair jokes once we’re within earshot. Reid leans in toward me, slipping an arm around my shoulders. “Don’t listen to Jax,” he murmurs teasingly. “He’s just salty that so many of these females can kick his ass.” “I heard that,” Jax calls, shooting Reid a glare. He slides his gaze over to me. “For the record, Serena, that’s not true.” “Sure it isn’t,” the Jason Momoa lookalike chuckles, tucking Astrid under his arm.

Reagan suddenly walked through the entrance and the crowd went wild with cheers. He was wearing a navy suit like his father and he was holding a light board that had the words, "Here comes Daddy's bride". Reagan smiled brightly as he walked to the front and took a seat on the empty seats reserved for the triplets and Elena.

Reagan got to the room where he kept her, Henrietta was already tied to the bed by his men. "Do you miss me?" Mr. Reagan smirked as he stood at the edge of the bed. "Get lost!" Henrietta rolled her eyes hatefully at him. "We will soon find out!" Mr. Reagan slyly chuckled and he pulled off his shirt. His broad shoulders became pronounced, and his etched chest was bare too revealing his tattoo. "Don't come close to me!" Henrietta whimpered at him as she watched him mount on the bed, with his lustful eyes on her.

Reagan had eye-to-eye contact with Kiara for a long time until he blinked, puzzled as to why that woman was grinning. Kiara dances and circles around, even twerking in front of Brett. Reagan took out the cash from his pocket and handed it to her. She showed a hundred bucks to Brett. “I have beautiful eyes, don’t I, Reagan?” Kiara asked while Rosanna was laughing. “Yup,” Reagan said lifelessly. “Let’s get the brisket running,” Reagan said nonchalantly as he turned back and sighed. He swore that Brett had a weird mate. They both match the vibes.