Life for Rent - Epilogue
Pairing: Mobster!Dean Winchester x Escort!Reader
Summary: Y/N can be anyone for a price. Her life is ruled by contracts, men and money. It’s all she knows; countless identities, seedy clients, and strict regulations. She has to obey the rules, but her past is full of secrets and her future is resting in the wrong hands. But will her next client be the same as the rest?
Warnings: (spoilers) mentions of death, murder, betrayal, human trafficking, violence, swearing.
PLEASE HEED THESE. IF ANY OF THEM ARE TRIGGERS, DO NOT READ.
A/N: This is it, end of the line for the Life for Rent train. I hope you enjoy this final instalment. I can honestly say, hand on my heart, that I’ve loved this journey. Thank you for being with me every step of the way and for future readers, thank you for spending the time binging this.
ALSO: A massive, massive thank you, to my wonderful friend @katehuntington who has done nothing but support me, love me and listen to my crazy ideas at 1am in the morning. Without my darling beta, I’d go insane. She’s picked me up from the floor, she encouraged me to keep going. She’s one in a million. She’s my cheerleader <3
I hope you guys enjoy this add! Thanks everyone for sticking with me and this fic. Here’s to the end <3
–
I absolutely adore your reactions to this, so please if you do read, reblog, comment or send me an ask and let me know how you feel! It means the world to me.
The Great Hall was bustling with people. The crystal chandeliers were shimmering brightly as they hung from the ceiling over the large, circular tables that filled the room. The centrepieces replicated those of the previous year, five armed candelabra which rested on slates of wood. Bottles of champagne stood in chilled buckets of ice, unopened whiskey rested next to clean, empty tumblers, the beverages waiting to be consumed. At the back of the large open space, were the familiar two grand staircases, both snaking up to meet the small balcony that sat in the middle, giving the perfect point to look over the entire room. Guests had started to file in, taking their respective places at their appointed tables as they waited for the most powerful don to introduce the evening, getting the Gala underway.