Tony Spencer Novels & Stories

Lucille asked. Spencer said, "I've known about it." She was surprised. "Since when?" She'd thought Spencer had been out of the loop. When she'd found out about the truth, she'd been stunned for quite some time. She couldn't believe that Taylor wasn't Tucker's son. To her knowledge, Taylor was supposed to be his only son. "I guess from the first time he tried to kill me and take over my position," Spencer said calmly. Lucille clicked her tongue, muttering, "He truly doesn't know his place. He's not a member of the Layton family yet desires something that doesn't belong to him."

“It’s a fucking ruse. Baby brother here? He’s dad’s favorite lackey – he’s only here to spy.” Tony sputters, leaning forward, staring at Christian. “Are you fucking serious!? I just blew up my life, and you accuse me of being a spy!?” He groans, sitting hard back against the far arm of the sofa, shaking his head like he can’t believe it. “Fucking. Bullshit.”

“Do you know Tony?” Yael then replied calmly, “Tony is a local tyrant in Asperia. He’s the boss of all of the clubs in Asperia, and you can say that he’s Peter’s boss too. When Michael raided Peter's club, Tony seemed to be aware of it, so he found someone to replace him.” Nolan squinted his eyes. “So he's the one who's going to replace the Chases?” Yael nodded. “That’s right. Tony probably would take over Caleb’s position after his death. It seems like Tony was aware that something was wrong with the batch of goods. I wonder how he knew our plan.”

The manager happily left after forwarding all the information to Spencer as well as his account details. Spencer thought about why someone like Kingston would be chasing Tisha. He was known for his notoriety, especially in the upper circle which was why Spencer endeavored never to have any dealings with him. Although Kingston was wealthy, Spencer knew that he could easily defeat him if he wanted to so he wasn't worried. He was more concerned about Tisha. What had Kingston wanted from her? She must have been so helpless that night and decided to choose the lesser of two evils which was himself.

It would be nice if Jareth’s first solo venture was a success. Stop that. You are supposed to be mad at him. He ditched you. Now what was that bouncer’s name? Spike? No that’s stupid. Seth? Stan? Did it even start with an S? “Hey lady, you looking for the stuff we were talking about?” A slimy voice says from behind me. I turn around. Fucking Tony. “Look man I don’t party like that.” “But you do party hard. I saw you loosing your guts over there. Why don’t I treat you to the best hangover cure known to man?” He steps closer to me. I take a step back.

If talking to her will help her change her mind, then, I think I am left with no choice but to keep her talking. But her question confused me though, so I said, "no! Who the hell is Christian?" then I hop out of the guardrail and extended my hand to her. "let me formally introduce to you first. My name is Gaius Spencer. Don't fall for my looks but I am already a hundred and fifty years old and own a million-dollar-worth condominium unit." "I was talking about your religion, you moron," she uttered profanity to me. "And do you think I would believe your fucking lies?"

She said. Spawn quickly hugged her so she hug him as well. "Sorry for interrupting madam, master Spynx, and young master Spawn but your dinner is ready." River let go of Spawn's hug then stood up and took his hand and faced Troy. He was about to speak when Spencer suddenly spoke. "You're a big nuisance Troy!" There was a streak of annoyance that Spencer said to his butler. Troy immediately bowed. "I'm sorry boss Spynx! Maybe it would get cold an—-"

Collins. Dave and I both turn, and I see Felicia stiffen as Tony and Cristina approach us. I put my arm around her waist. Tony Bernardi is tall with classic Italian good looks. He has dark hair and brown eyes. Looking at him now with Cristina, I can't believe Felicia ever said yes to his marriage proposal. He looks like the prick he is. Tony's eyes rake over Felicia from head to toe as they stop in front of us. "Felicia? You look nice. Have you lost weight?"

Tony knew exactly what went through the stupid little shit's mind as he stood out on the porch and waited. Last time, Tony had conspired with Mrs. Tracey to steal Dillon's win. This time, he'd put money on it that Dillon conspired with his own mother to steal his win. How did he not see that before? It irked him to no end that he fell for that shit. Great, that was the trigger for an instant bad mood. He had hauled ass to get there on time. When he glanced down at his phone, he flared his nostrils and exhaled loudly through his nose. Ten o'clock. Right when the clock read one minute after ten, Tony heard the inner door open, then the mechanisms for the outer foyer door click into place befor

he said,pointing to Tanya's fiance, "wants to hand over. He is ready to retire as the head of the family. The man he is to handover to is not-" The noise faded off. Sandra felt her throat dry up. Right there was the man she had dreaded for two years. Of course he was in a gray suit. Of course he still had same brown hair. Of course the air grew still at his presence. And of course,her heartbeat accelerated when she saw him. "There he is," came in Ryan's voice. "Anthony Mavens. The next capio de capo" Sandra wanted to slap his mouth shut. She felt her throat hitch as he took a seat opposite her.