Emergency

　　Alexey's POV

　　Irena had woken me up an hour after we had sex, asking that I drive her home immediately.

　　I was confused, worried, and also annoyed. I couldn't even enjoy my moment with her without somebody calling to ruin it.

　　But then again it's stupid for me to be annoyed about it. She was a busy woman with her own life and people she took care of, and from the urgency of the situation, it seemed like something bad had happened and her presence was urgently needed.

　　I was quick to throw on a hoodie and a pair of trousers. I took Irena's bag and waited for him in the SUV.

　　She came back minutes later wearing the hoodie I had given and a pair of ripped jeans, with her hair packed in a messy bun.

　　I'll never know how she managed to look beautiful even when wearing the most casual outfits.

　　I felt a strange feeling of satisfaction over the fact that she was wearing my hoodie, which was large on her, making her look very adorable. Such a beautiful woman, I wish I could relish the moment and slowly enjoy it.

　　She opened the front seat and sat down, quickly buckling the seat belt.

　　"Alright, you can drive," she ordered. She was in her bossy mood and I liked it. I found it very sexy and appealing and if this wasn't a very serious situation, I would have halted the car and given her a passionate kiss.

　　I drove out of the country house and onto the highway.

　　"Do you want to tell me what's going on?" I asked calmly. I felt like I should be careful with my words since she doesn't seem to be in the best of moods and I wanted to try and make her feel better as much as I could even if my effort amounts to little result.

　　I wasn't expecting her to tell me though. The last time something like this had happened, she didn't disclose the issue to me as it was something she chose to keep to herself. For a pimp, she is always having emergencies.

　　"One of my girls sent a text that she needs my help. She seems to be in danger and I'm trying to reach her but to no avail," she answered, typing rapidly on her phone.

　　Wow, she told me. "Alright, could you contact her friends and fellow workmates to see if they are aware of her whereabouts?" I asked. If she could send people to reach the girl before she gets there, it would be faster and more efficient.

　　"That's what I'm doing," she sounded distracted.

　　What could have happened to her girl that would put her in danger?

　　"Alright," I was going to ask her to calm down, but she seemed calm already.

　　She was such a calm and collected woman and against my will, I felt an erection grow.

　　My body is good at betraying me and making me seem weird. Thankfully she was too busy texting on her phone to notice my erection. Hopefully, it will go back to being flaccid.

　　"I would like to help, how can I help?" If the girl had her cell phone turned on and with her, I could track her location and they could easily find her.

　　"Just drive me to my house, that's all the help I need from you," she answered.

　　" Are you sure you want just that?" Did she forget that I'm a cyber tech genius? I can help her find her friend. "I can help you track the girl's location if she happens to be with her mobile device and I. if it's also turned on,"

　　She shook her head, "thank you, Alexey, drop me off at my place or at the club- drop me at the club, that's all the help I need, I would ask my driver to wait for me at the club," she replied, refusing the offer.

　　She could be such a stubborn woman sometimes.

　　For the entirety of the ride, Irena sent messages and made calls with her workers, finding the girl who happened to be August- whereabout.

　　After an hour's drive, we arrived at Sodom's City and Irena's driver opened the door to my SUV, so she could alight. He was a huge Latino-looking guy with a menacing glare.

　　"Thank you so much, Alexey," Irena said looking at me sadly before getting off.

　　" You're welcome, I'll call you later," I called out quickly before her driver closed the door.

　　She nodded, notifying me that she heard me.

　　I drove off, back to the country house, feeling a little bad that she had refused my offer to help.

　　I hope everything works out well and August is safe. It would be rather annoying if things didn't end well, after ruining my blissful time with Irena.

　　I got back to the country house late I'm thinking and Charles was waiting for me at the door.

　　"Is she alright?" He asked, sounding concerned.

　　Charles had taken a liking to Irena.

　　I nodded, "she is alright, her friend is in trouble and she was called because her help was needed," I walked into the living room

　　" Alright, how do you feel?" He asked.

　　I sighed, "I felt a little bit annoyed but I understood that her friends needed her and so urm yeah, I understood that it was nobody's fault," I could be so selfish sometimes.

　　Charles nodded. " Why were you annoyed?"

　　" Well, my time with her was ruined,"

　　Charles chuckled, " do you understand that you sound like a whining spoiled child?"

　　I groaned, " whatever Charles, I'm no longer bothered,"

　　He hummed. " She loves you," he said out of the blue.

　　I looked at him surprised. "What makes you say so?" Charles was always right about these things.

　　He had one of those secretive smiles on his face, "I know love when I see it," he stated solemnly.

　　Wow, he even sounded serious about it.

　　"Well, it doesn't seem so to me," I drawled.

　　Charles scoffed, " you are rude and disrespectful to women Alexey, no woman in her right mine mind willingly want to date you,"

　　I sighed, for the first time in a long time, I had to admit to myself that he was right about the way I treat women.

　　"She's a good one, it will be bad if you lose her," he stated watching me closely.

　　" It took me a long time to build myself up after Dinah, I wouldn't want to get wrecked again, how do I know if she ends up just like her?" I didn't want to get used and trampled on again, I'd rather be alone than getting hurt.

　　Charles smiled at me warmly. "You would never know Alexey, nothing is promised. But that doesn't mean you should strive to keep something good when you get it. Irena makes you happy, I can tell,"

　　I sighed and walked to the wine bar, taking out a bottle of Scotch.