Spencer Reid Apartment Novels & Stories

I asked, although I was actually just trying to be polite. "It’s over," Reid answered. His voice sounded final, closing off room for further questions. "I hope you find someone more suitable soon," I replied. Reid nodded slowly, then handed over a business card. "Thanks once again, Sebastian. Don't hesitate to contact me if you need help. Or if you prefer to talk in person, my apartment is right next door."

“A billionaire with a spa.” “It’s not a spa—” “There’s a sauna, Fallon.” She shook her head in disbelief. “I am never leaving. “We were halfway through brunch in the sunroom when Reid walked in. The air shifted immediately. He looked… casual. Which was rare. Dark jeans, a fitted black T-shirt, barefoot — and looking far too good for my peace of mind. Mia nearly choked on her mimosa. “Oh,” she said, her eyes wide. “Hi.” Reid arched a brow. “Morning.”

Looking up into the sky to see the familiar stars, a comet passed by the moment I thought of Mia's kind smile. As if a weight had been lifted from my shoulders, I smiled back. Shrugging off the fuzzy feeling in my chest, I asked for Spencer's whereabouts. My trusty assistant replied, "Spencer is currently in Area Forty-One. He has left Helenos Satchel's apartment approximately forty-eight seconds ago and is now headed for the docks to join with his men."

One they got to their floor Jordan took out a set of keys and opened apartment 608. Despite the rundown appearance on the outside, the actual apartment was bigger than Maya imagined. The door opened to an open plan living space that connected the kitchen and the living room. The tiles were laminate in a charcoal grey. They all stepped inside and got to work. Reid took out a laptop from one of the duffles and stared typing away. What he was typing and to whom? Maya was none the wiser. "Maya come, we need to change our clothes "Joel announced and walked into one of the three rooms.

A smile appeared on her face when she saw the incoming call. Ever since she returned to Waleston, it had been a long while since she talked to Spencer. "You're only calling me now? You haven't even contacted Cedric, have you?" "That's not true. I just finished calling Cedric before calling you," Spencer said. Grinning, he added, "Surra, I'm back in Phoenix City. I want to sleep at your place, just like the good old times." "Sure, I can ask Aunty Reina to clear a room for you."

[SFX: CORNER DINER. ABOVE IT. 6:17 AM. THEN TRUCKS ON HIGHWAY. THEN ALEX CRYING.] The apartment was 600 square feet. One bedroom. One bathroom. Kitchen that fit me, Adrian, and Alex if we all exhaled. Peeling linoleum. Water stain on the ceiling shaped like Texas. Adrian Knight. Billionaire. Ex-CEO. Now unemployed. Making formula in a kitchen where the fridge hummed like it was dying.

Chapter 30 "What do you mean, Sindy?!" snapped Nora, clutching her shirt that had just been thrown onto the mattress. "Only Samuel has the right to kick me out of here! You have no right at all!" Sindy didn’t flinch, her hands continuing to fold Nora’s clothes deftly. "I’m just following orders, Nora. And FYI, this apartment belongs to the Wilson family. To be precise, it belongs to Mrs. Rebecca Wilson. You’re allowed to stay here because my sister-in-law had left. Now my sister-in-law, Rebecca, is back. So, you must leave."

Mr Dave who was sad after hearing what Sofia said, then told her; “I would have loved to help you but I stay in a 2 bedroom apartment with my colleagues and it won’t be okay for you to stay with 5 men in the same house. I will take you to a motel for the night and tomorrow morning I will get an apartment for you to stay and start a life here in New York City. Sophia wiped her tears and smiled saying “Thank you Mr. Dave for helping me.” “It’s my pleasure. Get ready so we can leave while I make payments for your hospital bills and medication.” Mr Dave said as he went out of the room for Sofia to dress up. Spencer’s POV Spencer got him and asked Mary, his housekeeper to prepare a meal for him a

I wanted to get Jax a good apartment before I planned on going home, then tell Adley that I found my son. We started apartment hunting after breakfast. The first apartment we found was okay, but the room was too small. The next we checked out, the entrance didn’t look secure. “This looks way out of my reach. Two rooms are okay, and this—” “Has three rooms, three baths, kitchen, spacious living room, and there’s a pool for kids, and a playground at the back,” the tenant said. “Jax, how do you like this apartment?” Jax was seemingly asking for his mother’s approval.

"Stewart Tech? How dare you say that? Grandpa died because you let Mia go and she burned him. The projects all tanked. We nearly went bankrupt. How can you even mention Stewart Tech?" Freddy was knocked to the floor. His crutch spun away and struck the wall. Henry hadn't treated Mark very well. The rented place was bare and shabby but at least in a decent location. The apartment had nothing but a table, a chair, a bed, and a tiny kitchen. There was no bathtub in the bathroom. They couldn't even afford shower gel. Freddy felt like he was still serving time in prison.