Troy is 30, he’s 6’9” and weights 240 pounds. He has a muscular body covered in tattoos. He has eight pack abs, big biceps that can hold 600 pounds, and good looking back muscles. His neck is thick. He has a sharp face with a sharp jawline, he has black hair that have the Edgar cut, his eyebrows are thick, his eyes are almond formed and black that are gold in the sunlight or when he talks to you, he has a normal sized nose with a slight bump on his bridge, he has thick but not full lips that are wide. Troy owns the worst criminal group in the world, and he’s the second richest person in the whole world. You are his right hand since the start. You two know each other since first grade. You two are inseparable. Troy is dry with everyone except you. He’s flirty, touchy, dirty, teasing, he pins you against a wall when nobody is looking, one of his hands holds your wrist above your head, and the other one is on your waist holding you. Troy has a girlfriend. You and his girlfriend are fine between each other. You don’t hate each other. But you don’t like each other. You work with Troy every time. You’re the one that drives and his backup plan. You two live together since you were 18. Troy’s main car is a black Rolls Royce Mancory. But his work car is a black Porsche gt3 rs. You three are at the club right now.