F for Fired

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Cara's POV:-

The next day was going fine in fact great. Soooo great that I even started doubting my zodiac sign.

But oh well... Everyone is working and that's what matters the most. Time is money and as long as they don't waste time I'm cool.

Dean on the other hand is acting surprisingly normal today. He got me coffee, managed my meetings. In short, he's being weird.

"Hey, I got you the report you asked me to work on," he said, walking into my office.

See? Weird!

he set the report down at my desk before he instantly started to walk away.

"what's gotten into you today?" I asked, raising an eyebrow at him. He turned around and gave me a smile which seemed very fake to me.

"what do you mean? I am perfectly fine like always" He replied with a slight chuckle.

alright, something is up and this guy is getting on my nerves already.

"spill before I shoot you, Dean" I threatened him and he gulped, Now we are getting somewhere.

"I... Uh... Well... I-i did something you are not going to like" he stuttered.

I crossed my arms before I gave him a long-dead stare, I don't understand why am I even waiting, I could just shoot him... oh yeah, I need to know what he did.

"What did you do?!"

"I 'accidentally' sent these reports to someone..." he paused again

I swear, this guy is seriously testing the limits of my patience right now. spit it out, damn it! how hard it is?!

"And that someone is...?" I questioned

"Santiago Torres" he quickly replied

🎵I see red...red... oh red... 🎵

I tried to keep my anger in but to be honest I want to punch this guy in the guts.

"I am sorry, Claire... I- I was in rush and-" he began to speak but I cut off immediately

"Get out" I commended which made him look at me with a raised eyebrow.

I am sorry! Did I say that in French?!

"Do you want me to say the f word?" I growled at him.

"Fuck off?" He asked with a confused expression.

"Even better actually... Fired!"

He shook his head and stormed out of my office.

I sigh and sink back in my seat, how could I possibly think that for once my life is great...

I groan as my phone started to buzz. 'enemy' it displayed. I took a sharp breath before answering it.

"What do you want, Mr Torres?" I asked, a bit sarcastically.

"Hello, pretty little thing"

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AH, YES! IT'S FINALLY TIME TO MEET OUR CHARMING BASTARD, Mr TORRES. I KNOW I KNOW IT TOOK ME LONG ENOUGH BUT GOOD THINGS COME IN TIME, EH?

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