Own Me (Savage Bosses)

4. Sterling

CHAPTER 4

Sterling

A buzzing noise jerks me out of my sleep. It takes me a moment to orient myself. I grin when I feel the soft body wrap around me like twine. My cock instantaneously hardens. I want to repeat the activities of last night all over again.

The noise stops but instantly begins buzzing again.

I glance around the room and see the digital clock. It's 2:45 in the a.m. The moon gleams through the open draperies, allowing me to see where the buzzing noise is coming from.

Damn, I placed my cell phone in my pants pockets when I took them off earlier tonight. The device buzzes repeatedly, putting an end to thought of drifting back off into a peaceful sleep with Ayana in my arms.

I unwrap myself from her warm body and bend to pick up my slacks on the floor beside the bed. I see it's my Tech guy Oscar calling. I walk into the bathroom after scooping up my clothing that litters the floor. I flip on the light switch, closing the door softly behind me.

"This better be important," I say.

"I'm sorry, Sterling. I came in to do overnight maintenance on the hardware and decided to run a few checks on the management programs we oversee. I detected a security threat in Power Corp’s program. You know I wouldn’t bother you for technical issues, but I'm calling per your request to let you know if anything happens with this account. How do you want me to proceed?”

My first instinct is to tell him to handle the issue like he always does, but after asking a few questions and finding out the problem is bigger than Oscar and his team can handle, I know I have to go in to do immediate disaster control.

“Trust me. I wouldn’t have bothered you with this if I thought we could handle it. The malware that has gotten into this program could cause a breach in millions of people’s personal data,” Oscar says what’s already going through my mind.

"Fuck. Give me twenty, and I will be at the headquarters. Don't do anything without me. Power Corp is my baby, and I don't want any more fuckups." I end the call and hurriedly get dressed.

I call down to the receptionist desk to have a cab meet me out front. Since it's so late, I avoid bothering my driver. There’s no use in both of our nights being ruined.

I stroll over to the bed and nudge Ayana. If she hadn’t left such an impression on me last night, I wouldn’t think twice about leaving, but I want to tell her goodbye. More than that, I want to kiss her one more time.

She mumbles something unintelligible in her sleep and rolls over causing me to smile. Truthfully, I don’t know how I can smile at a time like this, but she's too adorable.

Deciding not to wake Ayana, I place a kiss on her head and pat my pant pockets for a business card, only to be disappointed when I don't have one. I came out to the club with the intention to kick back and relax, not to network. I take the pen off the night table and scribble a note on the notepad beside it.

S weetheart, I'm sorry I must leave. An emergency arose, something that can’t be avoided. Call me at 555-555-5555. Last night was the best night I have had in a long while.

Sterling

I reach to pull open the door and take a last glance behind me. Through the dim lighting, Ayana is no more than a bump under the bed covers. I regretfully walk out, take the elevator to the lobby, and out the door in the early morning coolness.

I see the cab waiting to take me to the headquarters to avert a disaster. I hop in, glancing up one last time toward the hotel as it rolls away. What a night. She must have felt it too. She’ll call.