Simon Spier Novels & Stories

His expression was bored. “First of all,” Simon said, his voice dropping an octave, “why did you come here unannounced? You know I hate surprises, Vivienne. It’s desperate. And frankly, it’s rude.” “Rude?” Vivienne screamed. “You planted a spy in my office!” “I planted an asset,” Simon corrected. “Business is war, Vivienne. You know that. You just didn’t realize you were losing.” He walked over to her, towering over her.

CHAPTER FORTY ONE Sunday, 6th March 2016 My gaze flickered between the two men. “Y-you’re t-twins?” I stuttered. “Oh yes, we get that reaction often. You will eventually get used to it.” Simon took my hand in his and shook it. “It’s nice to meet you in a more aware, less drunk state. I am Simon Jacobs, Chief Operating Officer of Legacy Real Estate, the COO for short.” What? He had seen me drunk! Even worse, I couldn’t recall most of last night.

He informed, a smile forming on his lips. Liam raised his eyebrows, a bit confused. Why was this guy telling him his name, when he already knew? "Yeah, I know that," Liam replied, with a casual expression. "Anyways, what did you want to discuss?" He asked, curiously. Staring at Simon as if he was trying to read his mind. Simon smirked, exposing his gold teeth, and then he walked over to Liam, "I'm the head of the biker gang." Simon smugly said as he looked into Liam's eyes. Thinking Liam was now feeling afraid of him.

“Two words: Crescent Shade. ” I paused. “What?" His gaze locked on mine as he spoke in a halting voice. “Spencer Auster. That's his name, and that's all you're getting from me. He definitely wouldn't mind this. ” I snarled, pressing my claws deeper. "Tell me more. " Simon's voice dropped to a whisper. "He's going to kill… Every. Single. One. Of. You. " As I considered my next move, Simon's body tensed, and he jabbed an unseen dagger into

Simon was skinny and tall with dark blond hair that he cut low. "What exactly is your specific area of expertise if you do not mind me asking," I requested. "We sell fish," Simon blurted out. "Do not be so crude, Simon, but yes we are involved in the large distribution of edible aquatic animals, it's fun," Daphne said. She was dressed in a black suit and skirt with a matching pantyhose and high heeled red bottom shoes. She did not look like a fisher man. Danny on the other hand was all Peaky Blinders and it was not even corny. It suited him just fine. If fish was really what they sold, then it must be some kind of special fish because even the car seemed brand new.

**Thessara's POV** "You must be Claire." I looked up from my chart, a man with kind brown eyes smiled at me. He had an easy, warm face. "I'm Simon, Dr. Simon Barrett. I just moved here from Seattle." He stuck out his hand. "Heard great things about your work." His handshake was firm, it felt normal, it wasn't like the shock I got when Kieran touched me. "Nice to meet you," I said in a low tone, though I don't know if I would have reacted back to him.

"Your clientele appears to be quite rich. I assume you have your standards for selecting your clients." "That's not the case. I might be the person in charge of our law firm, but I don't own the firm. I need to pay my two shareholders and the ten or so attorneys working under me. Look, I don't have a choice." Simon ended his sentence with a troubled sigh. Silas, Cyrus, and Alyssa almost barfed at Simon's hypocritical explanation. How could Simon and Sean turn out so differently when they were both Spencer Lynch's sons? "Simon is a top attorney in Solana City. He's also a famous name across the country," Sean broke his silence and snickered.

He had his back turned for a second, and she was back in Eugene’s arms again? “Hah, I didn’t know the great CEO of Prosper Group had a thing for married women.” Simon’s cold face was filled with mockery as he glared daggers at them. Simon was as elegant as ever. When he met Simon’s gaze, a cold look flashed through his eyes. He said sarcastically, “Married women? Do you mean Sharon? But I’m sure her employee bio said she’s single.”

His sister had told him about Stephanie revealing to her that she once dated Kane’s younger brother. Simon had difficulty, recalling the name Simone had called Kane’s brother but knew it started with an S. He also remembered that day how he had amused her with the simple fact that the names starting with an S were starting to become so popular around them. Simon had been sitting idly at the table along with Kane, Arthur, and the other guy from the news this morning whom he learned his name was Jim Morrison.

Kelvin and I exchanged glances, and I fought hard against the growing smile on my face. I mean, now that Simon had put it like that… "Hmm. Good enough. Let's hear your big plan, then." He requested, and Simon sat up. "It's simple. I want to be a spy." He paused, letting it sink in for a few seconds. "I am one of Vincent's must trusted people. He would never suspect a thing. At the same time, I would be able to get some top information that would help bring him down faster. I may not be at the same level with his assistant, James, but I am surely not too far off from him either."