Spencer Reid Hot Novels & Stories

My hand reaches out and my fingers play over his abs until he stands again to shuck his pants. There is not a man on earth sexier than Catch Xavier Moon. From his shortly cropped hair, strong jaw with just a hint of stubble, to his hard chest. It’s the complete package when my eyes travel to the valleys and mountains of his abs. He’s over six feet of pure sexy man. My man. And I want him. I need to forget. And then I’ll plan my revenge against the man who tried to take this from me.

They practically worship him like a god… John hastily opened a news site on his phone and he almost dropped his phone when he saw the trending topic. “Reid Corporation boss is a nuisance, he kidnaps and uses innocent girls to satisfy his manhood needs.” “Ethan Reid is known to be ruthless and dangerous. He recently announced that he has a fiancee at a private gathering and he will be holding a private wedding in a month. But we have just received exclusive news that the man is not what he seems to be.”

congratulations Cindy, you have no idea how happy I am. Spencer's fiancee, Ashley also congratulated Cindy and opened her arms to hug her. Cindy was surprised but hugged her nonetheless. During this time, Spencer's phone beeped and he realized that someone had sent him a video. He was surprised since he rarely received messages like that. He went to the side, opened the video, and to his surprise, he saw his fiancee Ashley dressed seductively and passionately kissing a guy in front of a room until he dragged her inside and shut the door.

Reid makes her feel so beautiful. “Oh, by the way, I heard that you had a spa appointment with Ines.” “Oh,” She thought for a while. “Maybe, I have.” He was about to bend down to kiss her but she stopped him. They happened to pass by in the same hallway with Graham and Quinn who were flirting as Graham was stealing kisses. “What the hell are you doing, flirting in the hallway?” Reid scolded them. Grahan rolled his eyes. “Whatever, Reid. You are just jealous because you can’t steal kisses from Hannah.”

More than it already was. I kind of missed it. Kind of. Not really. "Afternoon," Damien said, striding into my office like he owned the place. He dropped his bag and set his phone on my desk, screen facing up. A headline stared back at me: Spencer heir spotted on late night rendezvous with Anderson heir, paired with a photo of the two of us walking together, smiling like we were some fucking couple out of a drama series. The photo was disgustingly sweet. Uncomfortably genuine.

"That's one way to put it. But hey, at least we're never boring, right?" As I continue chatting with Caroline, my eyes wander towards the entrance of the hall, and that's when I see him—Spencer Hayes. He's wearing a backless Suit that's both elegant and daring, showcasing his toned physique. The outfit doesn't seem too feminine, but it's undoubtedly sexy as hell. It complements his confident stride and fluid movements perfectly.

"I see working out as a form of relaxation," Spencer said. "That's how I built my great physique. Besides, don't you love touching my abs?" Ariana's face turned red. "Who said I touched your abs?" "You touched them yesterday," Spencer calmly stated. Embarrassed and angry, Ariana retorted, "I wouldn't have touched you if you didn't mess with me." "Don't be upset." Spencer leaned closer. "I'll let you touch them again tonight."

And his eyes focused on Avyana's unconscious body. " Don't you worry, senorita. I will come back again for you." He whispered while he did a eye contact with Jayden. Both of their eyes were raging with fire. Jayden grab him by his collar harshly. " I will see how you will come again, freaking assole! If I will see you around her again, you will be dead for sure." He said. Spencer's eyes were filled with fire of jealousy and revenge. He won't never forget how he got humiliated.

I said, face stern. He chuckled softly, the sound rich and easy. “Mind if I join you? Or are you here to drink alone and curse the universe?” I shrugged. He took that as permission and moved to the stool right beside me. He signaled the bartender for another round for both of us. “I’m Damian Reyes,” he said, extending his hand. His grip was firm but not overpowering. “Real estate development. I saw the UrbanAxis news today. Congratulations.” I narrowed my eyes, eyebrows creased as I dropped the glass back onto the counter.

We stood there, locked in a silent standoff, and for the first time in days, Reid’s perfect composure cracked. The Real Issue “You’re the one who wanted separate lives,” Reid said, his voice low and dangerous. “Don’t get mad because I’m giving you exactly what you asked for.” “Separate lives doesn’t mean being ignored!” His eyes flashed. “You want attention?” He took a step closer, and my breath caught — but not from fear. From the heat radiating off him, from the intensity in his eyes. “Fine. Let’s talk about your latest little influencer stunt. That dress at the Lumière launch? You looked like you were auditioning for a tabloid scandal.”