Read with BonusRead with Bonus

8. The Start

Happy Reading . . .


The ringing sound of an incoming call from a cell phone, it's been a while it kept ringing and seemed like it didn't want to stop until it made the owner could not help but open his eyes and woke up from his sleep. With condition who was still very sleepy, Savannah tried to open up her eyes slowly and steadily whacked by the sound of the incoming call came from his cell phone. Drowsiness that is still very she felt it, made Savannah glance at the digital clock above the table right beside the bed was occupied, and make her shock that's because at this time it was still four o'clock in the morning. When she should still be in dreamland, but now she's sleeping soundly was disturbed by the sound of the cell phone.

Then slowly and not wanting to disturb the man's sleep hugging her body, Savannah pushed aside Dylan's hand was in her stomach so that she could not move. After successfully getting rid of the hands holding her back, Savannah took the shirt near his feet that Dylan had previously thrown with any random before the two spend the night together came back with making love, and now she quickly had it on for after that can rush to get the cellphone that is still inside her bag, which was on the table not far from the bed she was occupying just now.

After finding the cellphone in his bag, how shocked she was saw the boss's name printed on the screen of his cell phone, which apparently contacting her at the most inopportune time. While thinking about what his superiors had contacted her at such a great time morning and even the sun had not risen yet, Savannah lifted the call and as much as possible greeted his boss with very friendly. Even though actually, deep down, Savannah was already swear if can't remember who was contacting her at this time. The boss is in control his brilliant career in the future.

"Good morning, Sir. Are you in need of anything?" Ask Savannah with a rather hoarse voice, very typical for someone new just woke up from sleep.

"I can't find my vehicle."

"Vehicle?"

"I came from the club, and right now I want to go to my apartement. I can't found my car in front of this club."

"Hmm..., when you came. Did you use a driver? Or just drive yourself, Sir?"

"I drive myself."

"Hmm ..., then there is a possibility that your car was towed."

"Towed? Why was my car towed?"

"Maybe when you come, you stop or park the car at the signposts that have stated that you are not allowed to park there, Sir."

"I use valet. So there's no way to tow my car."

"Then you can call the valet over there, Sir."

"I will send the position of the club where I am in a message. And in short time you should be here. I don't want to deal with things like that."

"Sir..."

And the call was immediately terminated unilaterally, at the moment Savannah was trying to explain to her boss that actually he was not in a difficult condition. But Savannah couldn't do anything about it, after she had just received the address of a club that Duke had sent regarding where is its current position.

"Savee..."

And when the woman was digesting the attitude of her boss who had increasingly looks arbitrary towards her, a nickname that the sound made Savannah immediately turn her body towards him the figure of Dylan who seemed to have sat himself up on the bed.

"Hey, sorry if I disturbed you and awake like this." Savannah replied while she walking over to the bed where Dylan was is at.

"No problem. I woke up feeling like I wasn't holding you anymore. What is going on?"

"Your brother, can't find his car. And now I have to go just to take care of a car that seems to be in valet."

"Let me call him. This is really going too far."

"Dy, there's no need. It's already part of my job."

"But it's out of your hours, Savee. And neither should he being this outrageous to you, just because you are his assistant."

"Dy..., never mind. I'm fine," replied Savannah who was trying to reassuring the man who is now starting to get emotional peaked, lightly stroking Dylan's arm slowly.

"Then I will accompany you, and there is no refusal from you either. It's still four, and there's still a lot of crime going on out there. It could harm you, Savee."

"But you have to promise that you don't have to interfere."

"I promise. I'll just wait in the car, until you're done with you don't really have to do this job."

"All right. Then we have to get dressed quickly. He might get angry to me if I take too long to come to him," said Savannah already quickly changed into work clothes that she had previously worn the previous day, followed by Dylan who was also direct take some clothes that are on the floor and quickly already wearing it.


Straight gaze but instead implies the same sharpness given by Duke to his older brother which was done from that distance, was instantly cut off by Savannah's presence approached the boss and was right in front of him after the affairs of the car that was in the valet were completed quickly and easy.

"Your car is being taken by officers, Sir."

"Why so fast?"

"Of course, Sir. You could actually do something like this yourself. Because all you have to do is call the officer and ask for a car you can be expelled after you have also completed valet payment."

"You know little things like that I shouldn't do, right? And again anyway, this is one of the assignments and i also want to give it to you a test. Is, an employee who is so proud of a Jamie McCarter's of such quality?" "And why are you still wearing same clothes as you wore yesterday? Do you have any other clothes?" Asked Duke who was aware of the clothes worn by the Savannah.

"I was staying at someone's place, Sir. So, I haven't had time yet to change clothes because I have not returned to my owned apartment."

"Someone?"

"Yes..., hmm..., he is my friend, Sir."

"I don't really care whether he's your friend or not. I only want you to come to the office not in the same clothes just like this. Because you don't look professional at all and quality, if you don't pay attention to your appearance. Four hours from it's your clock-in time, and don't you dare to late."

"Yes, Sir."

The end of the conversation that was full of pressure because of the arrogant nature of the a very high boss that could be felt by Savannah, along with the arrival of a sports car that looks so luxurious and exclusive stopped right in front of Duke, and made the man take a step approached his car. Meanwhile, Savannah was left behind just like that made the woman feel a little bit angry and upset because of the sacrifice that was just made as that an assistant, was merely despised in the eyes of Duke, making a woman it with a feeling of great annoyance stepped his foot over the whereabouts of Dylan's car parked not far from where the woman was where previously, the ability to work was only considered underestimated by the boss.

"Not used to it, huh?" Said Dylan with Savannah who sat down in the passenger seat right beside him, at the same time with the car door also immediately closed.

"Urghh! I want to curse at my arrogant attitude, that actually more to show his stupid nature! Only because of the valet problem, he had to contact his assistant only because he doesn't want to deal with little things like that." Exclaimed Savannah with feelings full of anger, but she tried to stay doesn't put out all her emotional feelings towards a man who doesn't guilty right next to it.

"This is just the beginning," said Dylan as he started to drive his car.

"Dy, tell me if I complain too much, okay? Sometimes I'm not aware of what I'm doing."

"Hearing you moan is pretty cute, you know?"

"Dy..." Savannah protested while showing her annoyed face towards the man in beside it.

"All right, all right. I'll tell you."

"And now, could you take me to my apartment? I have to get ready to go to the office, if i don't want to be late and end by being constantly belittled by my new boss."

"But it's only a little past five, Savee. You still have plenty time to rest."

"For me, the little or much downtime I have, it's not going to be change any view a Duke McCarter might have of me."

"You should at least think for yourself. If you only think good or bad views of others, believe all that it's meaningless and just pointless. The more you think other people's views, then you will care less about yourself."

"You deserve to be my advisor," said Savannah while leaning his head on the shoulder of the man beside him. "Wake me up when you get to my apartment, okay?"

"Sleep tight, Darling." Said Dylan as he put one arm around Savannah's body his hands that weren't on the steering wheel and stroked the crest the woman's head wished it could be a soothing lullaby.


To be continued . . .

Previous Chapter
Next Chapter