Peter Parker Jobs Novels & Stories

"You have lifted my spirits, Mr. Benedict, and for that, I thank you." "You're welcome," Peter said cautiously. "You seem like a very clever guy. May I ask what you do for a living?" "I work with computers." "Why am I not surprised to hear that! You spotted some- thing an army of trained professionals missed, so on one hand I'm pleased you are an honest man but on another I am displeased at my own people. Have you ever considered working in casino security, Mr. Benedict?"

Peter gulped hard and nodded his head. Peter had always been an asshole, not only to mom and me, but all the omegas. No one will ever suspect that he is working for me. He is like a sneaky mouse of the pack house. Always sneaking his way into the places where he can find lucrative businesses to get his hands on. Since he is just asked to supervise omegas, he doesn’t have a fixed duty anywhere. He can wander around the entire territory whole day without anyone sparing him a glance. He is perfect for this.

Peter asked impatiently, placing both hands on my shoulders. "I didn't get the job." I could already see the sad look manifesting on Peter's face after I said this. "(Sighs) Don't worry, you'll get another opportunity." He was patting me on the shoulder to show affection. "You didn't let me finish, Peter. I wasn't hired as a TV broadcaster, but the CEO of SCREAM TV asked me to be his coffee maker." I giggled after saying it. "What?!" Peter exclaimed. Just then, my eyes came in contact with the weird man sitting behind the counter, whom we had asked for directions from earlier. His right hand is placed under his chin. He was eavesdropping on our conversation, and that made me uncomfortable.

IAN'S POV. "Who do you work for?" I asked Peter angrily. "I work for you sir." He stammered. "Maybe I should evicted you when I evicted your pass boss because I don't understand why I recieved this mail?" I shouted pointing to the rejection mail from my tablet. "Are you sure you're not in cohort with Saraya to bring me down?" I added. "This is our first project since I took over and now this?" Peter’s face turned pale as he glanced nervously at the tablet in my hand. His mouth opened, but no words came out, just the faint sound of his shallow breathing.

I didn't look at him, not even once, I just zoned out. Then suddenly, his father leaned forward crossing his fingers. “Ivy, what do you think of my son?” I froze, then glanced at Peter. “Um…. I…. I….” "He is such an obedient and caring boy," my mother responded on my behalf as she looked at him with sincere appreciation. His father smiled. "That's nice to hear, Peter is the CEO of Greg's corporations and still have more companies under his name" My mother gasped. "Wow! I didn't know that", she was startled now knowing they were not of our status. “I only knew he was a shareholder in Diana's enterprise here in California, I didn't know…..” she was in awe

Collins nodded. “Your father too.” Jake's jaw tightened. “What did The Circle want from him?” “They wanted his company.” “Why?” “Because his company handled sensitive financial information.” Jake stared at him. “So my father was targeted for money?” “Partly.” “What was the other reason?” Mr. Collins looked at him. “Peter Parker refused to cooperate.” Jake looked away. I reached for his hand. He squeezed mine. Ethan unfolded the map. “If we're going to that facility, we need to know how to get inside.”

Tom inquired of Peter. "Send him in right away." Peter gave him the order while reading the documents on the table in front of him. Tom simply nodded and exited the room. Peter sat on the sofa in his office. A middle-aged man sat across from him. Andrew patiently read through his file. He was a well-known private investigator in New York.

Xander blinked up at her and for a moment Serenity was lost in the curiosity of his gaze, moments like this reminded her of the days he hung off her words like they were the law itself. “Well- when Peter took me in after the whole kidnapping ordeal I needed some way to get my mind off everything that happened and I didn’t want to have to rely on him so I got a job at a local boutique in Mexico. I’d always liked clothes and fashion and when the owner of the store saw how good I was she made me a buyer and took me with her when she went to fashion shows.

“I was just doing my job.” Peter laughed angry. “Which fucking job, nigga? Wait wait, look at this nigga. Are you crazy?” Peter walked straight to Neo and stood in front of him. The height difference was crazy. Peter looked small and weak next to him, even though he was trying to act tough. Neo stood straight. “My job is to drive and protect her.” Peter shouted, “You should never ever intervene in our personal matters! Get the fuck out of my house right now!” Neo hesitated, looking at me.

“I hope you’re asking about me and not some other lover I’m going to have to battle with for the right to bed my fair lady.” “Really, Peter,” I scolded while Megan rolled with laughter. He raised a brow and then kissed my neck. “Just asking.” I put a cup in front of him as he sat at the table next to Megan and playfully squeezed her hand. I was extremely curious as to why she had to bring him home instead of him taking a cab, but I also didn’t want to change our topic of conversation. Peter spent a decade with the natives in Africa. I had no doubt he could prove useful in figuring out what was going on with the dead bodies come alive with spiders in their heads. I decided to broach the to