Thread: Business as Usual {Niksis x Ms Catailia}

'Ugh, what did I do last night?' Troy Halberd glanced around his bedroom, it was early, much too early to be awake considering the haze of booze and partying that he had done the night before. At least, as far as he remember. Glancing to his left, then his right Troy noticed a pair of blondes laying in his bed. Twins, by the look of it. A sight that caused a proud smirk to form on his lips Now this I do remember! he exclaimed, though mostly to himself before he climbed out of bed. Movement which caused the resting women to stir a bit before settling back into a deep sleep. His bedroom was massive and furnished by the most expensive company he could find, as was his entire house. A massive mansion located on the outskirts of town and of a custom design. Troy needed a few special rooms. Rooms that he could not show anyone and rooms that he barely visited alone. However rooms important to his hobby and desires. Stretching and yawning, Troy moved to the large wall to wall mirror placed at the far end of his bedroom and looked at his naked self, something he enjoyed immensely. His black hair a mess, caused by whatever 'physical activities' that he and those twins had performed the night before. Nothing a long shower couldn't fix, of course. His cheeks and chin covered in a neatly trimmed black beard and as his gaze moved further up, he noticed a pair of deep brown orbs looking back at him, his own, of course, however he always had found his own eyes perfect. Running a hand through his messy hair, Troy looked at his body. A hard and toned body, the result of hours and hours spend in the gym, mixed with the most expensive nutritionists money could buy. It had been hard, but the result spoke for itself. As if carved from a block of marble, Troy took great care of his looks. Sure, he was vain, very much so in fact, but he didn't mind. He was rich, sexy and charismatic. Every girls dream, or most girls, anyway. He had enjoyed great freedom ever since he hired Sophie. She was the perfect assistant and had come highly recommend by her former employer. Sure, she was not a cheap employee to have around, but the job she did was invaluable. While he would never admit it, she was running the company single handed while he was out spending the money he never had earned himself. Thought that crossed his mind for a second as he walked into the bathroom to take a much needed shower. 'Maybe I should get into the office today, make a show' he thought to himself as he allowed the hot water to cascade down his rippled body. He wasn't big, far from it. He didn't want to look like those stupid looking bodybuilders, no, Troy wanted to look athletic and had achieved that look. His back, arms, legs, chest and rear all hardened to the point of feeling like marble. Before stepping out of the shower, he made sure to pay extra attention to his groin. It was, like his beard, neatly trimmed just above the base of his large, flaccid shaft while everything else was cleanly shaven. Stepping out, he looked over at the two blondes sleeping and called out Wake up ladies, you have ten minutes to leave before I throw you out. Troy said as he walked over to his closet, pulling out a white dress shirt and a designer suit, Troy began to dress. He wasn't one to wear boxers, he didn't like to feel confined down there. So instead, he just put on his pants, his white shirt and his black blazer, making sure to keep the shirt unbuttoned at the neck, showing off his hard, tanned chest. Then moved to one of his drawers, which was full of designer watches in all shapes, colors and sizes. Looking through his collection, he eventually picked out a large black watch with a black leather strap. It would go well with his suit. Have my car ready. Troy ordered over the phone to the front gate guard. He wanted to go to the office and would need transportation. And as with everything else Troy owned, his cars were overly expensive, as if he was compensating for something. A snow white Lamborghini was brought out into the courtyard, fully fueled and already heated so he didn't have to drive in a cold car. Thank you Jack, please throw out our guests. I don't want them cluttering my house. Troy ordered as he stepped into the car and drove off. Morning Sophie, I'll be in the office in two hours. Please have a cup of coffee and a copy of our monthly rapport ready on my desk. Troy sent a text to his personal assistant, he really couldn't be bothered to sit around and wait for his morning coffee, besides, he had made sure she got a new mobile phone paid by the company for just this kind of situations... Well... not situations like this exactly, but her contract had mentioned that she would be expected to be available twenty four hours a day, seven days a week should something come up. Well, Troy was good at abusing this clause in her contract and would often have her pick up his dry cleaning. And that was just one of the many things he used her for. Not what she was hired for, sure. But she was being paid more than a normal assistant just because of that clause alone.