Blurred Responsibilities

No juicy smut in this chapter. Sorry! Just actual Plot!)

When Ryan got back to his hotel, to his credit, he didn't automatically throw himself into his latest fantasy with Indo. The story Isobell told him captured his interests more. Lost valuables, a lost ship that went down, potential thieves... it was a case straight from the books. The Atlantic Ocean was big though and Mother's scuba divers only did so much. He'd have to book another date with Isobell to get the full story.

But the break-ins. He could do that tonight. Ryan stripped on his way to the hotel bed and threw himself down. He knew some of the story and his family would be happy to know he's getting closer to her. But he couldn't even think about his trist. He may hate all the bullshit associated with a company this size but he deeply cared for the artifacts they uncover. It was like a piece of history finally had its place again. It was the money everyone else cared about.

Ryan opened his own laptop, closing a porn site and pulling up his website. Unfortunately, he wouldn't be able to even get close to HALF the records, being so far down the chain of command, but if Mother herself knew... they could get answers. 'In order to get to Mother, I'd have to get through to David.' his eldest brother. The one that was a bit nicer to him. He may be the record keeping guy. Ryan closed his laptop and proceeded to call him, ignoring the fact it was almost dinner time for them.

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Indo was in the middle of calculating the numbers they earned with the Gala when Isobell threw open the door. He could already feel a headache coming on. As he reached for his tea, he discreetly slid the stack of papers over Ryan's nail marks from earlier.

Isobell's face held determination as she marched over to his desk, holding a file. "I want you to know, I already told my presentation about this to Auntie. She has her yes but as you know, she always says you have the final say." Her red hair was braided and held in a tight bun. She looked an awful lot like his little sister. Maybe that's why they always butted heads.

Indo took a calculated sip of tea and stared over the mug to her. "Yet she couldn't bring this to me herself?"

She glared, "It was my idea after all." She plopped the file in front of his face. "I also told Ryan about this as well."

Shit. Careful, not to roll his eyes, he sat his mug down over the right nail marks Ryan's other hand left. "Let's hear it." He leaned back against his chair, his face remaining strictly business now. That was the rule. Anytime a member of the family stepped into his office, they weren't family. They were runners of the Topaz name. After hours however, like weekends, (galas excluded), they had their loving family time.

Isobell was nervous. Her mouth scrunched and she couldn't reach his eyes. "I think we can help each other out." She began. "Ryan," she smiled, "Was showing me his photo collection from the pieces he's successfully recovered. And I told him about the story of the ship that went down."

Indo's eye twitched.

Isobel saw, and straightened her back, this time holding contact and speaking louder. "They can help our ranking. They can take us out of third. Look, it's all laid out." She flipped the file open. "We're all about giving back to the lesser communities right? That's what makes us special from those bloodhounds. We actually care about the safety of people and agree money shouldn't be an issue-"

"I'm aware of what our motto is." Her Aunt really needed to train Isobel to cut to the chase.

"And the people love us for it. However, we need to strengthen our bond with the community. By us lending our security to Ryan's family, we can secure the local History of the people and stop whatever break ins may be happening. And then they can focus on...other things."

"And where would this money go?"

"To the museums. To their customers of course. It can help us branch out. And then the money from the museums, we can use to help the lesser communities out."

Indo paused and picked up the file. It was all right there, it would have to make them come up with some kind of package deal, a treaty with the company....Indo wasn't ready for that yet. Something about Ryan's family was nagging him. The kid was gay, his family was likely trying to push him towards her, one hundred percent just for this outcome. No. He couldn't say yes to this. Their dealings were with honest people. He glanced at his niece, working his way through his options. He needed more info on Ryan. The Topaz family wanted to be in second place for security, Ryan's family wants him to do something (if his gut was right), his niece caught in the middle- what did the kid want? "We have a month. I'm using that time to gain more information." He sat the file down.

"More information? Regarding to what?"

"I don't like his family."

Isobel narrows her eyes at him. "I swear to God" her voice dripped with venom. "You are what's going to kill us!" She took the file and flung it at him. "He's been nothing but fucking DECENT! I'm taking this up with Auntie." She pointed a finger at him. "And you'll have to answer for your paranoia!" She slammed the table. "GOD!"

Indu winced at the door slamming. He knew what this looked like. But his gut feelings never failed him. But then he had a choice. What would confronting Ryan's family do?

He spent all night stalking the kid once more. Several articles about the kid's... comings and goings. A school transfer. He paused at that.

Interesting. He had to transfer schools because he was caught...fucking his university teacher. Indu blinked. This kid definitely had a power play kink. He tried - and failed - not to get hard at that. More research told him the kid fell off the media after that. So guess it wasn't entirely the family's fault. The kid was a player. Or maybe that was the kids way of showing them to fuck off. He needed to REALLY see Ryan in order to help him.

But them not being honest, and Ryan in the middle wanting to please them... it pissed Indo off. He wanted to think more on it but his cock was already hard imagining Ryan being bent over the desk. He came just hours ago.

Oh well. He had a thing for twinks. And he hit the jackpot with this one.