Sabian 'Sire the Don' Savage is in the prime of his career, as his music is reigning on the top of the charts and the media will do anything to get close to the mogul. While in the public eye he has everything a man could want, a flourishing career...
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Sabian yawned tiredly as he stepped out of the car, the private jet waiting for him and his team to board so it could lift into the early morning sky. It was a brisk 7:45am, and after getting in at 3am it was safe to say Sabian didn't get that much sleep let alone any.
He spent half of the night in his own head, while the other half he experienced mini blackouts of sleep. That seemed to happen whenever he had a lot on his mind, and it was safe to say the diss record from Taz was a lot.
He had to give the man his kudos. With great strategic planning, Taz had dropped a track on the most important day of his year - quickly snatching away the attention of his highly anticipated album. Not only that, he added fuel to the fire when it came to the whole Kadence situation.
No one could miss his wordplay, where Taz explicitly outed the fact that he fucked Kadence, and did so with the intention to get to Sabian. Did his plan work? That was something Sabian wasn't exactly sure of.
The rational adult in him told him that it couldn't get to him. One, the two weren't together, or even romantically involved for that matter. Two, that same night had Brittany held her insides together - he would've been deep in that without any question.
Still, he couldn't shake off the feeling of jealousy that had been sitting on his back since he heard the damn thing.
Was it due to the fact that Kadence had chosen Taz over him? Or because he knew he could do nothing about it. In Kadence's eyes, he was an occupied man - so he couldn't expect her loyalty to lie with him. And it was clear that she had made her choice.
"Ayyy, Atlanta here we come!" JR shouted, hopping out of the Escalade.
"This boy act like this everytime we go out of state." Stacy, Sabian's assistant laughed as they climbed out of the vehicle as well.
Sabian slurped his french vanilla coffee, "Yeah, make sure you keep an eye on him." He half joked.
The team began to board the luxurious jet, and Sabian was anticipating nodding off the moment he kicked off his shoes. He pulled out his AirPods, preparing to block out the world the entire flight across the country.
"Can I get you anything, sir?" The flight attendant asked while Sabian stretched his long legs in the bed.
"Actually, I would like —-" his order was cut short.
"I'm here, I'm here" Tiffany let out a tired breath, rushing onto the jet with luggage dragging behind her, "Sorry I was a little behind, but I made it."
Sabian scratched his temple, his eyes immediately shifting to his assistant.
"What is she doing here?" he mumbled, a clench of his jaw that did nothing but show his indignation.
Stacy realized she didn't have an answer. She prided herself on being on top of everything that involved the music mogul, from important events, dates, and especially those on his travel list - which Tiffany was not. She wasn't surprised however, since the moment the impulsive woman joined the team she never made it a priority to announce her arrival.
