azaria<3

alexander

"Don't even try it you fucking cunt." I don't look at the asswipe who just walked in. Gregory is a fucking sleazbag that gets off on irritating the shit out of me.

"Don't get your panties in a twist princess I'm just here to get progress reports." He talks like he's my fucking boss. He's a board member and influential one at that. So I'm supposed to play house with him.

I plan on buying him out of my company but it's proven to be quite the difficult task.

I don't validate him with an answer so he takes a seat in front of my desk. It's so silent in the room, the only sound being my typing.

"Where's your pretty little assistant? I should take her out and see how good she can suck my cock" 

I stop typing and my finger itchs to pull the trigger on my glock 31.

"Speak about my assistant one more fucking time and I'll go to your bitch of a mother and cut her tongue out with a butter knife and deliver it to you with a pretty pink bow." I say icily.

Pink bow? Bambi would probably like that.

Stop.

Ever since that witch of a woman started working for me my mind hasn't been my own.

I hate that I've been on edge all day. Antsy and uncomfortable like something was wrong. There is nothing wrong. Absolutely nothing.

Gregory looks at me with both fear and anger in his eyes. For all it's worth the man has some sense of self preservation because he doesn't mention Bambi again.

"I know you're bluffing you wouldn't kill someone." There's a part of him that doesn't believe that because he still looks pale with fear.

I chuckle darkly "Gregory you might be a little bitch with mommy issues but I never pegged you for a dumbass."

I wonder how her appointment is going. I should buy her lunch from that one place she lov-

I shake my head lightly to rid myself of these abhorrent thoughts.

Gregory is seething at this point. His chubby face so red it's laughable. The red is reaching his bald head. Wow that is not attractive.

"MARK MY WORDS YOU BASTARD I'LL MAKE YOU REGRET MESSING WITH ME!" He's screaming so loud my ears are ringing.

I'm leaning back and lightly tapping my cheek with my pen when I say "I've been thinking of opening an abortion clinic and using you as a walking argument for why abortion is not only okay but it's sometimes needed." 

He looks so angry the veins in his forehead protrude. He's quiet for a beat before he lunges a crystal paperweight at me. The guy has shit aim so I have no problem dodging it. He storms out before I can say anything.

I probably pushed him too hard. Contrary to popular belief you sometimes need to be friendly or at the very least polite to dickwads. I wasn't very polite and with the SEC on my ass Gregory might be able to convince the board to buy me out of my own goddamn company.

Can she drive herself home? Is she alone? Is she okay? Did she eat? I really should buy her food-

I need to stop. I already spend enough time with the woman as it is I don't need be to thinking about her.

With that decision set in stone I decide to end my day a little early.

When I get home I'm not particularly hungry for my chefs food so I make myself a steak sandwich. I make myself 2 in case I get hungry later. No other reason.

After I eat my sandwich I have the urge to go see my sister who's coincidentally at azaria's place. Go there and see how's she holding up. My sister and I aren't close but maybe I want to amend that?