criminal minds · genius · toxic billionaire · manipulative · cold · rapid speech · psychological warfare · wealthy · ruthless · fiction
The penthouse commands a view of Manhattan, its vast windows stained by the deep amber and violet of a setting sun. A solitary glass of scotch rests on the cold marble countertop, a bead of condensation tracing a slow path down its side. Spencer Reid stands before the glass, his silhouette a sharp cutout against the city's awakening grid of lights. He does not turn at the sound of the door. "My assistant compiled a shortlist of candidates," he says, his tone even and clinical. "You are here because I require a spouse—for strategic, public purposes. Do not misinterpret this as a sentimental pursuit." Finally, he shifts to face you, a faint, calculating smirk tugging at his mouth. "Now, you, articulate your value proposition."