Business Agenda (Curiousity)

CHAPTER ONE - WHAT'S IN THE BAG

First of all. a few first time strikes;

*First time actually write a narrative

*First time sharing it

*First Time using ONLY my Third language

*bear with me. Thanks & enjoy

-unedited

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Kyle Gutherzig was awakened due to the throbbing in his head and especially because of the blindingly bright light coming from the window, which he felt like its purpose was to attack his squinting eyes.

"ugh why the sun shines unusually bright here," he thought still not understanding the situation and because his moderately sized bedroom windows are not supposed to attract this kind of sun exposure.

but then,

as he felt something -someone- behind Kyle embraced him tighter, suddenly he felt warm, safe & secure - the headache and the brightness didn't annoy him anymore and as if he hadn't wake-up in the first place; he closed his eyes again.

the feeling of Content washed over Kyle.

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"what the f**k?" Troye Valiant thought.

As He awaken from his rather nice sleep only to be faced with a terrible case of headache.

Then as he realized it; as slowly & carefully as humanely possible tried to retracting his right-hand away from the blondie spooned to him him which was being used as a pillow.

He covered his face then rubbed his eyes. "What the fuck." he, now, whispered to himself hearing his own voice escaped his lips.

Then he felt the bed shifted, the blondie rotated herself facing Troye & positioned herself in fetal position as if seeking more warmth in the direction of Troye.

Troye didn't even want to take a glance. He just wanted to escape, so he could avoid disaster that might come. The complications of sleeping with another girl might cause another problem again. "it's been only a month, and I already messed up twice. Thank goodness, Alessa is still out of town." Troye thought of his fiance.

His 'fiance' would be making another ruckus for this kind of matter again, if she knew,

The thing was; Troye already told her many times, he is obviously-clearly not interested in commitment or any romantic relationship. "I am still young, so many fish in the sea."

but she argued, "Our engagement will benefit not just you but your brother as well - since he is not doing well after taking over your father. Plus, you dont need to seek out whores and sluts anymore, you can enjoy me and struts me around for your image"

"Yeah? Bullshit. You wont even suck my c**k"

The predicament he was in solely because of Alessa, the manipulative girl. Noted that she's hot and all, from rich family, the sole Heir of Ambrosio -the corporate giant and obsessed with Troye since High School.

She was indeed to marry the Esposito's heir. which was supposed to be Troye, now belong to his step-brother;

Troye finally knew the truth by the time he was 16 y/o; his mother who raised him was not his biological mother . He decided to seek the truth about his bastard of a father and once he found out the truth as to why her mother divorced his father when he was 12 months old, lost her custody, tried to hide the facts from Troye; he decided to cut his tie with his father. Started from his last name, now her mother's then started his own business by the time he got out of college.

another thing, his father influence still sticks around everywhere he goes. Even after he started his own business from scratch & changed his last name; His father still stuck like a thorn in his life. His father was a very influential corporate figure anyway.

And the fact that Esposito & Ambrosio families were like two peas in a pod. Since some divisions had merged; Ambrossio family now owned almost half of Esposito's many divisions.

Also, it wouldn't be a problem if she didn't come running towards his father which will affect his brother's life and to his mom, which never approved of Troye's lifetyle.

Troye's business is doing fine, but hus brother? He is still an -Esposito-, direct partner of -Ambrosio- family. Bad reps, bad company image, bad stock value.

"Corporate life, eh? nothing is simple"

She knew these and used this situation for her obsessions towards Troye. So now, Troye stuck in this stupid predicament. He usually is not this stupid to brought another woman to his apartment anymore. Though this time, thankfully, Alessa was out of town for few days; though Troye was still contemplating to just bribe the blondie to silence her about this one-time escapade to avoid the possibilities things gone awry again.

But once Troye actually took a glance towards the blondie, he realized something was terribly wrong;

The curled-up blondie beside him was not a girl.

fuck

It was Gutherzig, his business partner.

fuck

Troye didn't realize it at first because the hair Kyle usually wore isn't slicked to perfection and the way the hair strewn everywhere across Gutherzig's face made him just look.. "Cute. No, not cute. He is a dude."

Rather

fuck.

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Cold

Kyle woke up realizing nothing was covering his body.

"That's weird, I never sleep fully naked and why this bed feels so... expensive -smooth as satin and black? No no, something is wrong. This is too fancy for me."

He propelled and positioned his upper body with his elbow while letting his eyes adjusted to his surrounding, "This is definitely wrong", and saw that half of the bedroom's wall was glass & in front of him he can see the city-view below.

Kyle didn't realize that Troye was about to enter the room with the intention of offering a glass of coffee and aspirin and Troye didn't expect when he opened the door slightly, he saw Kyle was literally all fours on his bed. Shocked and found himself rather aroused, He slowly retreated to his kitchen with his heart oddly beating very fast.

Kyle sensed movements and looked the direction of the door, only to find there was no one, albeit the door was slightly ajar. He got out of the bed and feeling self-conscious of the state he was in; Naked in stranger's home.

Embarrassing, how did he get here.

He found neatly folded clothes & towel on the fancy black chair near him as if it was already prepared for him.

Where is his set of clothes, though?

He gone to the bathroom to dress; his intention was to just change but he found that his body was in need of shower. Also he was itching to use the toothbrush; seems the owner of the house have two toothbrushes. "Couple?" He was glad to find a mouthwash, he used the Listerine while silently asking permission to no one. "Excuse me for using your shower and mouthwash,"

At least now he was decent enough to face the woman of the house.

Once he was dressed; a size bigger red V-neck & an oddly fitting grey jogger-shorts, he returned to the room and his eyes & body rather adjusted and more aware - he saw it; the possible owner of the place in a big framed picture on the wall.

"Wait, aren't those Troye & Alessa" he murmured to himself. "Why I didnt seem to see it before?!"

"Oh my god," he gasped to himself silently, "I messed up bug time".

Panicked, he scurried himself outside the room. To be faced with shirtless Troye a few meters from him. He leaned on the sleek modern kitchen counter with his right hand holding a glass of coffee.

"Oh, good morning, Kyle." Troye smiled with his ravenous hair still strewn everywhere, "bet you have a terrible hangover as well. If the showers didn't help much. Come join me. Coffee & Pancake?"

Does he always look this good? Macy will agree.

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"So um, are you sure I didn't do anything stupid last night. I hope..." panic was shown all over Kyle's face because he felt like Troye actually downplayed what actually happened last night for Kyle's sake; to save him from embarrassment.

"Even if I did, please pardon me. I didn't mean any of it. I am not good with alcohol, never good at it.

Even since high school. I also didn't do party much back in college. Probably even just two or three and it was because my friends nagged me to enjoy college and leave my girlfriend behind, since she was not in the same state, ah I why I told you that ah, I don't know I... ah sorry...

Oh my god, this is so embarrassing. I am sorry I puked all over, I am sorry you have to take my clothes to be washed. I am sorry you had to sleep on the sofa, I am sorry I use your mouthwash without permission I am so..."

"Relax Kyle, finish that coffee first," said Troye trying to stop Kyle's rambling with a small chuckle and a rather warm smile. Charming.

"I am so..."

"Relax Kyle!" Troye said firmly, "Kindly Wait while I take my turn showering. OK? Finish that coffee and we can continue once I am decent enough as well."

Troye then proceeded to stand while placed his glass on the sink and left Kyle alone his thoughts.

"oh, and the aspirin on the counter, in case you forgot" Troye informed while his voice fading away to the bathroom.

At one side, Kyle was glad that he was with Troye and not Alessa, "imagine the complication!". At another side, he felt like he screwed up; 4 months of merely knowing your business partner; the one you are suppose keep on their good side.

Four months of knowing each other didnt mean that you can hangout super drunk together, naked in his house, letting him sleep in the sofa, puked near him. "Thank lord, it wasnt on him", Kyle thought at least.

Troye is Kyle's business partner or rather he outsourced Kyle's team to handle advertising and social medias of Troye's B2B Trading Business.

It was very hard to propose & convince Troye and his management to use Kyle's team services but after two months back and forth of many presentations,

Troye's team accepted to do trial affiliation & after gained significant 30% increase in terms of profit due to proper exposure then only after 2 months the trial partnership no more.

Now they were just on the 1st month of 24 months contract.

"Just because I got 2 years contract doesnt mean I'am exactly on a good term with Troye personally. Even not all best of friends did this. "

Kyle admires Troye; At 29 and managed to make business across many state, admire him not because he is born rich or manage what is being given but because he stepped out of the box. Kyle admires that he tries so damn hard to separate himself from his family business -the Esposito's-.

troye's family history was no more than a public secret.

Also, he is envious of his looks, his fashionably short jet-black hair, piercing green eyes, body that makes every male models' envy. How did he manage to maintain & manage his time-consuming business along with his body?

Often, he found Troye in their local tabloids mingled in affair with big celebrities & models. Though after Alessa Ambrosio announced their relationship, the rumors lessen.

"That damn gala." Kyle thought, still angry at himself for not remembering anything.

While sipping his coffee, he said to himself "whoa, this is so good, I have to ask what type coffee did he made."

Kyle then looked around his surrounding; a minimalist modern apartment with color scheme technically consists of black, grey & white with popping colors only on some framed pictures, few paintings and potted plants. So manly & simplistic.

"Like what you see?" Troye's voice startled Kyle. To Kyle's obliviousness, Troye was observing Kyle. His hands was crossed across his naked chest, body leaning on the door frame

"ah what's not to like?" Kyle answered, looking at Troye's leaning on the doorframe "You are shirtless." Kyle's stating the obvious and he feels his ears getting hot, why?

"No s**t Sherlock." Troye chuckled. "do you have problem with me being shirtless?" Troye walked towards Kyle, hair still wet, his hair looks so black, approaching Kyle closer.

"No! nononononoononono, it is your house ah your rules. Ah I guess, I was just, I was just intimidated." Why would he say that, Kyle needs to learn how to stop talking? Why he blushed, it is not like he never shared showers with his teammates back in Highschool and College.

"Why would you though, you have a great body too. What sports do you play?" Troye said,

"great butt as well," paused his eyes rather blank "It seems you do a lot squat or sports."

Kyle felt blood rushing even more through his whole face. His fair skin is red.

"ah! coming from you sire! it's like the ultimate compliment!" Kyle's face was red beyond help,"I was part of swim team back in high-school & college" Kyle proudly said, since he won a few medals, "now mostly just going to the gym, thank you." he said while looking down; his pride actually made him even more embarassed.

"ah no wonder! I have a pool why don't you show me your skills" Troye said now at Kyle arm's length with hand in his white shorts' pocket.

Kyle's eye popped ; he saw that Troye didn't wear underwear, his d**k shape painfully visible in the flimsy tight material. Tried to aver his gaze, he slowly looked up to the perfect six packs, no it's eight packs, to perfectly shaped pecs. Then saw arched brow of the owner of piercing green-eyes smiling at him invitingly? - expecting something.

"uh ah ye shor..." Kyle's face like a deer caught in the headlights. Face got even redder.

Then sound of phones ringing with Macy Gray's tone, special tone for his best-friend .

"Now this song is like the sound of angel saving me from embarrassment." Kyle thought.

"Ah it is Macy calling!" Kyle suddenly had the urge to announce it to Troye.

"Macy? Macy Wilde his assistant?" Troye thought.

"your phone's still in the room," Troye informed him, somehow disappointed.

Without any further Kyle ran to the room. Troye sat on his black sofa, tried to hear what was going on.

"Hi Mace. Noo, Mr Valiant took me." Took?

"don't need to be loud sheesh."

"Yes yes, I will. Of course,"

"I don't forget! "

"WHAT?" Kyle's suddenly came running towards Troye.

"Ah it's 11 already?" he asked Troye whilst still holding his phone.

"Yes, it is 11.21 to be exact," Troye answered looking at his watch.

"s**t," Kyle swore. Then Troye heard Macy's voice screaming loud enough.

"HEY GUTHERZIG, YOUR MOTHER WON'T... WAIT WAS THAT TROYE'S? YOU ARENT LYING!"

Troye flinched of how loud someone can be through a small earpiece.

"why would I... Okaaaay Bye Macy I'll get an uber or something",

"Wait" Macy voice was still can be heard.

"No, hang-up now. Bye love you!"

Kyle stood in front of Troye with an apologetic smile, "I am sorry she gets kinda loud when talking with me."

"Macy is your assistant, right? Girlfriend as well?" Troye tilted his head a bit.

"What noo. She's married to my best friend already."

Single? Nice no complication. Why would it be though? "Are you in a rush or something?" Troye asked.

" Uh yea, my parent supposed to visit and arrived at 12 or something."

"I can help..."

"NOOOOOO, I don't want to bother you anymore already." Kyle interjected. "I can take the uber to my car. It is OK."

"You know that it takes probably 1 hour from here to where you parked. You parked at the Yorke Center, right?"

"yeah at the... WHAT? One hour?" Kyle panicked.

"where do you live?" Troye asked again.

"At Avenue Street, why?"

"we actually pretty close. 30 minutes max. So, your parents won't wait too long even if there is traffic."

Troye walks towards his room while adding, "plus it will safe your time much more than taking uber, just let me change a bit."

"Then I can just use the uber to go to my house." Kyle followed Troye.

"No it's OK. I don't have anything to do anyway." Troye slid down his short fully naked & Kyle just stare for a few second with his big blue eyes popping. HUGE.SOFT? Immediately turned his body away.

"ah th.. then Thank you."

"Well you should just accept when someone offer you to help."

"yeah but," Kyle ears obviously red and Troye silently chuckle.

The sound of Troye changing, the rustling of clothing piece being wore somehow can be heard by Kyle very loudly, as if Kyle can tell which piece of clothing Troye are wearing at the moment. "He didnt wear any underwear."

"I already bother you. I don't feel good. I mean you are technically my boss."

"sheesh, Kyle"

Why does the sound of Troye calling his name made his stomach tingles? This is weird really weird.

"All ready." Troye added while walking pass Kyle.

OK, officially unfair. White T's and black jeans and look like a million bucks?

"are you following or not? We don't wanna make the parent wait"

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