Page 7 of Crazy in Love

Why the hell is someone calling me this early? My hand slams on the bedside table, looking for my phone. “This better be important,” I tell David, as he’s the only asshole who would call me at this time, because when I look at the clock, I see it’s only three in the morning.

“Emergency meeting. All the staff are on the way.” David sounds pissed off and that gets my attention.

“Who fucked up?”

“That’s why I’ve woken the big bad wolf, to find out.” The phone line goes dead, and I rub my face to wake me up a little.

“Fuck.” Throwing the covers off me, I sit at the end of the bed, looking for any emails from David to tell me what’s happened.

Nothing.

After throwing on a t-shirt and jeans, I head right to the office. Someone is about to get fired, and I want to know why.

Walking up the stairs, I send David a message to let him know I was on my way, and he told me to meet him in the office.

“What the fuck is going on?” I ask him as I look out of the glass windows at my staff. Not all of them, just the marketing team, every single one of them looking at me. Now I’ve never seen my staff look scared, but there is a first time for everything.

I always said when I got my own business and have people working for me that I’m never going to hide myself away from them in my office. I want to be able to see what they are doing. For them to know I’m in the office working too. So I knocked down every wall and replaced them with windows. I felt more connected with my staff this way. Well, I thought I did, but they all thought it was my way of watching them work. I let them think what they want; they work for me, and if they don’t do it right, out the door is where they are going.

“You’ve just lost around a milli-” Whipping around to face him, he stops mid word.

“How the fuck did that happen?” I shout. Now I’m angry. “And why is everyone sitting there and not working on a way to make my money back?” Walking over to my chair, I flick on the computer to see how this has just happened.

The more I look at everything, the more pissed off I’m getting. How the fuck did someone do this? Leaning back in my chair, spinning around, I look out the window as I try to figure out what I’m going to do.

Some idiot made all my apps free and not just in one country but around the fucking world. Now, I sell apps by the second, so just imagine them going free for a few hours, the damage it’s made. A lot of fucking money lost; that’s the fucking damage.

Getting up, I walk over to my staff, standing there with my hands in my pockets. Watching them all one at a time, each of them not looking at me, moving their weight from one foot to the other.

“Who’s the one that’s just lost me a lot of fucking money?” I look at them all, but even if they know who it was, they wouldn't tell me.

I’ve always told them that this is a team, and if we can’t trust each other, or we go to the boss about a staff member, they shouldn’t be on my team. I need to know that my staff are working with people they can trust. So the only way I’m going to know who fucked up is if the person who’s responsible takes a step forward.

“Well, you all now work on a plan to make that money back. I hope you all got your beauty sleep, as you’re not leaving until I hear a plan.” I watch them all as they glance at each other with worried expressions. They want to moan, they want to shout at each other, but they all move to their desks and get started instead.

“Do you have a plan?” David asks as I make my way back to the office.

“I don’t know. I’m going to have to look at all the numbers, to see which app got more downloads.” Reaching my office, I punch the wall. How can someone be so fucking stupid?

“Someone get Aiden the numbers,” I hear him shout as the door shuts.

This is going to be one long day, and at the moment, I’ve thought of a hundred different things in my head and there is no answer on a way to make back even half the money.

Staring at the screen, I hear the door open. “Put it on the table and leave.” I tell whoever it is, not caring to look up. Taking the papers, I get ready for a long fucking night.

* * *

Eight hours I’ve been awake, and in that time, I have nothing. Still a million pounds out of pocket, and still no way to make it back. The team has been working on plans, but I already know there is no way to make the money I lost. I wasn’t going to tell them, though, not just yet anyway. Going to let them worry more, start to panic, make them know if anything like this happens again, they won’t just lose a job. I will make it my mission to make sure they never work for a company in my industry again.

So while they worked around in circles, I worked up two plans for two new game apps, which I can get out as soon as they are ready. They are easy to set up and won’t even cost me too much. I'm spending my money on the fitness app I want. My ideas are big, and I know I need an even bigger team and all my focus to make them happen.

If I plan the two games to perfection, then someone from the tech team can get them up and running. It will cost me nothing, and in time, they will make my money back. I just have to find someone that I can trust to make them without saying a word about it.

* * *

I’m standing outside Saylor’s apartment with lunch, just like I said, even though I’m not sure what I’m doing here, when I have a lot of work to be doing.

No girl has ever made me feel like this before. I mean, I get excited just looking at her. And she gives me a hard time, which I quite enjoy. This is the first time I’ve brought anyone lunch, so this girl needs to agree to dinner. I’m going to make sure that I get her in my bed sooner rather than later, as there are only so many cold showers a man can take.

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