In a studio apartment seemingly impeccable with a wide window view, a young man lay spawled on a bed.
The apartment wasn't big but was elegant, not possessing much of objects or appliances, each was exquisite.
By the bed side, an alarm rung evaporating the silence and a large strong arm stretched from the bed to switch it off.
Standing drowsily, a tall, muscular yet beautifully physiqued male figure stood from the bed, clad only in briefs.
With long flowing black hair, olive colored skin and bright golden pupils.
A literal adonis.
The him or he, of Rhea's, Pedro's and rose's discussion.
Michael Sun
Sleepy Michael immediately moved to take a cold shower, lest he jump back on the bed to indulge in sleep.
He used to always have an issue with this till he began this habit.
Refreshed and alert from the extremely cold shower, He took an half filled wine bottle and cup from the bed table, left from the night before and slid the large window pane into the balcony.
After a cold shower, he always relaxed taking in the cold fresh air of the morning, leisurely drinking sweet red wine or beer.
This was how his mornings always went, he always woke up early by 5am, so even on work days, he still had time to indulge in this his habit.
And today wasn't a work day.
A few minutes in, though borderline tipsy and drunk he entered back stably as if sober.
Sitting in front of his laptop to check his mails and tidy up some work his phone rang.
Pausing for a while, he stood up and went to the stool beside the bed and took one of two phones.
The black one
Anyone that knew him for formal or work wouldn't call him, he never picked.
In fact the phone for this never rang, the grey one.
Eternally on do not disturb.
He answered by mails, text messages and in fact if he was "available", surprisingly video calls.
It wasn't that he saw himself as important, nor was he snobbish, he just didn't like incessant calls.
The other which rang , was for those close to him, necessary friends, family.
Important, needed to constantly maintain contact frequently colleagues, superiors or his boss.
Necessary, because some friends were on the line of his grey phone.
Important and needed to constantly maintain contact because if it wasn't so they would also be on the grey line.
Taking the phone and seeing the caller ID , Michael smiled as he answered the call.
Some family were preordained, some were ordained by oneself, in their life.
" Pedro!, good morning Sir"
At the other end, the familiar middle aged cool voice drifted into his ears.
" Hey kid, how has it been, trust but can only trust you're doing fine "
Michael laughed at the old man's paradox.
As someone that knew him well, Michael could understand what the old man meant.
He himself could trust but could only trust himself.
" It's about time you got back to work, I've sent the details to your email, check and schedule an appointment, gotta run .
" Yeah , Mae says hi, she has missed you coming over, says she has some dishes for you to try "
" Alright I'd come by next week, can't wait to try them, say hi to her for me ", Michael said hanging up.
" A week uhn "
Knowing he had the week to sort the appointment
Michael felt a lazy desire to procastinate the scheduling to some other time.
Moving to his changing corner, and dressing in a sports wear, he was about leaving the apartment when he turned back.
Pedro put a lot to get this, he couldn't be lax with it.
After taking a few minutes to schedule the details of his appointment with the head office.
He left the room with his gym bag, a bottle of wine, a men's handbag and his car key.