Every Secret Thing >> Dean Winchester

05 | Dealing With That Assbutt's Crap

Chapter 05 | Dealing With That Assbutt's Crap

I've reviewed enough data of Luximal's business sales spreadsheets to know that that that Winchester's business empire is massive beyond words. That's surely why they are able to afford a freaking ginormous skyscraper that hosts their office. It felt like it towered over my entire being when I took a look from the outside.

I feel short.

As I stride in the building, I took a scan of the bustling place. It was, as of course, perfectly the same structure as the blueprint I memorized beforehand. Everyone was so focused on their own work that they didn't notice me walking in.

Good. I should head up to that Winchester's office as smoothly as possible.

I'm headed for the elevators when I hear deep grumblings from a guy who whizzes by me. He had a trench coat on and I managed to catch a glimpse of his ocean-blue eyes. He was muttering something to himself about how tired he was of the crap that he had to deal with of an...'assbutt'?

Anyway, I got to the top floor easily. I'm pretty sure the lack of security was a sign of cockiness because their boss is a conceited ass himself.

Nearing his office door, muffled voices sound through. There was obviously a woman in there, and she was yelling like crazy. I decide to let myself in because, well, if I'm gonna sneak around, the Pink Panther theme song will play in the background.

"I'll sue you! My daddy's a lawyer."

"God, can you just calm down, Karen?" The familiar deep voice asserts.

"It's Carrie!"

"I knew that."

"I thought we had something between us! You're a loser, you know?" She quips, not before whipping her head to my direction. "Who's there?! Who are you?"

I kept a flat expression as she eyed me up and down. Scoffing, she asks. "Is this another one of your bitches?"

My eyes twitched slightly.

Can I kill this one?

The Winchester just pinched the bridge of his nose aggravatingly. She dismissed him quickly and threw what seems like her office ID at him. "Whatever. I quit! Good luck surviving without me!"

Dean laughs at this, and dramatically puts the back of his hand to his forehead. "Oh, the horrors of my life without you! I might just faint!"

Oh, god. I found myself snickering lightly along with him. This guy's got a sense of humor after all.

Seeing this, she storms past me, making sure to bump my shoulder on the way. The loud slam of the door graces her exit and we're left alone in silence.

He turns to me and I see the recognition flicker in his eyes. There was a certain look of playfulness in there as well.  "Ah~ I never got to know your name, sweetheart."

I walk up to his desk. Seeing him sit there with that pride of his and flirty smirk made me just want to release all the violent urges I've been holding back and whack his head. Not gonna lie, his face looks pretty hittable.