Salesman X Reader Novels & Stories

Tunde snickered from right behind me and I knew he was probably wondering how a man could be as selfish and complicated as this Alpha. “I never knew you were this greedy, Alpha Xander” “This has nothing to do with greediness, Damon. Trust me, you’ll become a billionaire by the time we’re done” he added. “Need I remind you that in the city of California, I have two shopping malls, a library and at least four apartments which I receive it’s proceeds each and every year. I might not be a billionaire, Xander but never will I stoop so low as selling things that can save my own people to them”

X chuckled seductively. “Um, thank you?” I squeaked, trying to pull the T-shirt down a bit more. My ass was covered, but I still felt naked as I felt his gaze linger on my body. “Why so shy, Rei?” X asked with a confident smirk and his eyes dancing in a very naughty way. I felt a blush creeping across my face under his intense gaze. He grinned slyly and bit his lip, sending shivers down my spine. Fuck. He was a dream and yet X gave me all the feels as if he was real.

Well, it's their choice" Mike replied. The man turned to me still chewing the gum in his mouth making me wonder were he got that from with the whole apocalypse. "What's your name?" He asked turning to Gary "I'm Gary and he's....." "Name's Richard" I said cutting him short the second time today. He looked questioningly at me I just stared back and gave him the whatever look. The man kept looking from Gary to me. What was he thinking? I asked myself. "Well, I'm Mr Bryan" he said. Gary offered his hand for a shake but he refuse to shake it. "No shaking of hands for now" he said "who knows if you're hiding a bite he added in disgust making me hate him immediately.

Voice so familiar drawl. My eyes pry open, slowly. The harsh light is gone; the curtains are drawn, leaving the room dim. And then standing before me is Xaden. He’s wearing nothing but low-hanging pants, his bare chest on display, muscles flexing with every subtle movement. For a split second, my mind betrays me... He almost looks like Damon. I grit my jaw so hard I can hear a sound. “What do you want, Xaden?” I spit, my voice edged with venom.

"What?" "Ahem... l-let me take a shower first," she said, blushing. She thought he would be annoyed because she repeatedly rejected him, but he grinned at her. "Nice idea. Let's shower together," he said happily, and carried her. "I thought I could escape, but as it turns out, I'm now more at risk. It seems there is nothing we can do, dear self. R.I.P, my cherry. We will be ripped off again by XL's dick. "

Xain: Bitch Don’t scare me like that again Me: I won’t I am sorry Can we please get back to the list? Xain: Okay So like I said in my previous messages the list is in a crumpled paper and it a bit faded so I cant just snap it to you I have to text it out Me: I read your messages X Just send the list Xain: Fine Just give me a minute the lightning at this bar is not exactly helping matter Me: You don’t say Xain: Someone is been really snappy this evening I can just easily decide to wait till you get back to send you the list

“You have evil plans against me in the future.” Draymond shrugged. “Allow the future take care of itself. Live in the present for now, boy. You have the big opening. You can become a Sentinel today.” “So you think I should kill Jimin?” Xavier said, turning the book in his hands. “I didn’t say you should do anything,” Draymond frowned. “I just gave you the book that would best suit what you need to do right now.” Xavier turned the book over in his hands searching for a name. “This book was written by….” He turned the book around looking for the author’s name and he finally found it.

“So you’re the Mr. Roland who’s been sharing my wife with me?” His voice was cold and dangerous. The man coughed, his lips trembling. “What? That’s not my name,” he stammered. Alex stopped pacing and frowned. “Oh really?” He gestured to one of the men. “Search his wallet.” The man obeyed quickly, pulled the wallet from the man’s pocket, and handed it over. Alex snatched it and flipped it open. His eyes narrowed. “Tom Xander,” he read aloud. “Occupation: Artist.”

He started to close his eyes and as he imagined the saleswoman’s mouth wrapped around him, he realized that it was Cara giving him the blow job. About that time, he heard the bathroom door opening and Xavier quickly pulled his hand out of his pants and grabbed one of the pillows to set in his lap. Trying to lean back casually against the other pillow, he watched his best friend walk out of the bathroom, wearing a white Hanes T-shirt that came down on her to about mid-calf, and she was towel drying her hair. He assumed she was wearing something under the shirt to cover her ass, but he couldn’t see and he wasn’t going to ask.

X smiles in my direction and then says: "Hello, Doce." "Hello..." I mutter more like a whisper than anything else. I clear my throat lightly and then adjust my posture. "I'm here to discuss business with you." "Alright," X says, coming down the last step. He approaches me and then continues. "By the way, congratulations." "For what?" I ask, not understanding what he meant and even less his habit of getting so close to me as to force me to raise my head to look at him. "For the sale. Now you can take care of your financial problems," X replies, lightly touching my chin. "I'm proud of you."