Chris Evans X Reader Novels & Stories

The two of them ran to it, and Xander carefully bent down and retrieved the lifeless body, a gentle sadness passing through his heart. "I am not eating that." Chris whined. ((DEAR READERS, PLEASE VOTE GEMS AND LEAVE A FIVE STAR RATED REVIEWS FOR FAST AND MORE UPDATES. THANK YOU <3 HEART EMOJI TO MY LOYAL READERS, SORRY FOR KEEPING YOU GUYS WAITING FOR A MONTH, I WAS EXTREMELY SICK))

’ The door to his office clicks open and he sees Chris looking on his phone intently and walking to him, he sighs and continues thinking, ‘I hope, he is not hear to rub salt in my wound. I think I have had enough.’ Chris suddenly looks up at him with a sneaky smile and Edward whispers to himself, “Oh no.” He walks to his desk and sits down, Chris joins him to his desk and puts the phone in his hand on his table and he asks him, “Have you read the latest news today? I mean, have you watched the video of your wife? Oh sorry, your ex-wife?”

Heath asked under his breath. “There is no plan.” I stepped inside the office and found Evan sitting behind his desk. Now that I was up close and in the same room, I took in his features, failing to understand why Cassini thought she’d loved this man at one point. What was there to love? He might be handsome, but he wasn’t built the way I was. He didn’t have that confidence in his gaze that I possessed. I doubted he could fuck as well as I could. He finished typing his email before he rose to his feet. “I’m Evan, the chief loan officer here. Nice to meet you both.” He extended his hand to shake mine.

And just as she attempted to say something, Christopher pulled up the most charming smile for Eva as he locked gaze with her. “Hello there...ma’am.” Quickly he pulled Raven to his side for a tight hug. “I am Christopher Crawford, Raven’s fiancé.” He pointed at the other human next to him. “And here with me is my best friend, Benjamin Williams.” This time he let go of Raven while she switched to her mother’s side. “Oh!” Eva mouthed as she held out her hand to shake him. “Oh my goodness! You are the one who proposed to my daughter.” It sounded dumb and unusual of Eva McKenna because she was surprised.

I called, straightening as Chris walked in. He looked like he had just downed a gallon of coffee—sharp suit, tired eyes. “What was so urgent that you dragged me in this early?” He dropped into the chair across from me, one brow raised. “Don’t tell me it’s about last night. You and Evelyn put on a good show.” I exhaled slowly, reaching for the letter and tossing it onto the desk. “Read it.” Chris picked it up, unfolding the expensive stationery. His expression shifted from mild curiosity to sharp focus as he scanned the words.

"Atlas can buy you all the artisanal coffee in the tri-state area, Tamine. He can throw money, and grand gestures, and European sports cars at you until his trust fund runs dry." Evans leaned forward again, reaching out to tap his index finger firmly against the cover of my Great Gatsby textbook. "But I'm the one sitting across from you," Evans said softly, his voice dropping to a register that made the rest of the world fade away. "I'm the one showing up on time. I'm the one putting in the work. He can try to buy your attention from across the campus, but I'm here, in reality." Evans flashed a wicked, devastating smile that completely derailed my train of thought. "Drink it. You look tired,

Christian whined, and I spared him a look before smiling and continuing my reading. "What are you reading, anyway?" He asked me, coming further closer to me as he peeped in the book, making me smell his manly scent, and I couldn't help but realize how close he was to me at the moment. Nope. This isn’t right. Even if I and Evander didn’t commit to each other, I should at least keep my distance from other guys, after all the trust he puts in me. Standing abruptly, I looked at him while he looked at me, confused.

“I need to pick up. “ she says, almost breathless. Evie has never gone to the other room before if she had to speak to someone. Anyone. She goes into the bedroom and shuts the door. I wait for her to finish the conversation and consider what to make for dinner. This time it’s my phone that rings. It’s my layer. “Hi, Christian, “ I greet. “What is it? “ “I won’t be long, Val. “ he says. “I am calling to let you know the documents are ready. Do you still want me to send them over or do you want to bring them to him personally? Or…” He pauses “Chris?” “ Or… I don’t know- in case you’ve changed my mind, I can cancel the whole thing and..” “No. I haven’t. And you can send them over to him, thank

He looked at me eagerly. "Yes, you can." I grinned, hugging my legs to my chest as he opened the drafts. I watched his face intently as he began to read, his pupils moving in a gradual horizontal manner until they moved down and repeated the action. "Okay, I can't watch you read my book." I stood up and he looked up at me. "I'm gonna go visit Chris or something." He furrowed his eyebrows, "Are you going to visit Chris or 'something'?"

he says and Carly’s eyes snap to mine and she crosses her leg, pulling away from Parker that smiles. “Chris Evans, Chris Hemsworth, and Tom Hiddleston,” Carly says and Parker smiles. “So you like guys with abs? Maybe if I show you mine, you will change your mind and give me a chance to rock your world?” Parker says, and I lean forward, slapping his leg. “Okay, stop it,” I say and he mouths an apology and then Peter looks at me again. “So? You had some time to think,” he says, and I bite my lower lip.