The Odd Billionaire

Traizle

After our work, Zarsuelo and I headed to a dress and suit shop.

“Good evening, Ma’am and Sir. Zarsuelo.” The saleslady greeted.

“Good evening, I hope this won’t go public for my privacy.” Zarsuelo greeted back.

“Don’t worry, Sir. We don’t do that. Our guests’ privacy is important.” the saleslady answered back.

The saleslady guided us to the main room. “What do you prefer, Ma’am?” She asked me after.

“Do you have a sexy dress?” Zarsuelo answered.

“You will wear that sexy dress. I am warning you, Zarsuelo.” I growled silently, enough for him to hear it.

“Why not wear one? I want to see you wear a sexy dress. Can you?” He asked.

“Force me or I won’t go with you?” I asked back.

“Anything, as long as it is good for her.” Zarsuelo said to the saleslady.

The saleslady laughed a bit before nodding.

“How about you, Sir?” She asked.

“I want a black lapel suit,” Zarsuelo answered before turning his gaze on me. “What do you want, black or white?” He asked.

“Black.” I answered.

“She wants black too. We look like a couple, right?” He asked the saleslady and got a hit from me.

“Congratulations, Ma’am and Sir.” the saleslady commented.

I was about to object, but Zarsuelo proudly said…

“Thank you,” he answered. “Please prepare them for us to try it.” he added.

“Okay Ma’am and Sir, please wait for a while. Do you need anything while waiting?” She asked.

“None, we are fine.” I answered.

The saleslady walks to another room. When I’m certain that no one is with us, I pinch Zarsuelo on the side of his stomach.

“Ah! I won’t do it again!” He exclaimed.

“Try and I will punch you next time, even if there is looking at us.” I answered.

“I just want to feel how to call you mine to others. I had no idea that receiving a congratulations could brighten my night, like we are really a couple.” Zarsuelo answered laughing.

“Nye nye.” I replied by mimicking him.

“Let me be your boyfriend, Traizle. Try me.” said Zarsuelo, wriggling his eyebrows.

“Shut up.” I answered.

“Okay, I won’t force you for now. Three times a day to ask about it is my limit. I don’t want you to get mad again at me.” he answered.

His waggling eyebrows are enough to make me mad at him already. How much more when he is teasing me?

After a few minutes, they asked Zarsuelo to go with them. He will try the suit he asked about a while ago.

“Do I look handsome with this suit?” Zarsuelo asked when he came out of the room.

I can’t say that he is ugly either. I would be lying if I did that.

“You look good.” I answered, gaining a big smile from him.NôvelDrama.Org owns this text.

“Hehe, I will get this,” oddball Zarsuelo said, smiling idiotically. “It’s the first time she complimented me outside.” he added to the saleslady.

“Okay, Sir. You can change. Ma’am, you can also try the dress inside.” the saleslady answered.

We both entered the room. Zarsuelo waited outside after changing.

I went out of the changing room and looked at the mirror.

“Is it okay for me to wear this?” I asked her.

“Yes, Ma’am. You look good in the dress as well.” she answered.

“Okay.” I answered and headed back to the changing room.

“Ma’am, aren’t you going to show it to Mr. Zarsuelo?” The saleslady asked frantically.

“Nah, it’s okay. He will see me on Saturday with this dress on, so we don’t need to.” I answered as I was changing my clothes.

After changing, I headed back to where he was. Zarsuelo’s wondering face appeared.

“You don’t like the dress?” He asked afterward.

“No, I tried it. I will just wear that.” I answered.

“And why didn’t you let me see you first if it was good or not?” He asked, pouting.

“You will see me on Saturday with that dress on.” I answered back.

“But I still want to see you first.” he replied.

“She said that I looked good in that dress. I won’t make you disappointed with it.” I told him.

“But still,” he answered. “If the dress makes you so pretty on Saturday, they will look at you appetizingly. I want a dress enough for me to just look at you.” he complained.

At last, he stopped complaining and we started to get in our different ways after that. He told me he needed to contact his Pops, or grandfather, to tell them about the party. He also told me that he would prepare everything he needed on Saturday, from his head to his feet. That’s how excited he is.

On my way to the Snack Bar, I can see already that there are many customers entering the Snack Bar. Especially, girls.

Why? Because they are drooling over the Archane guy. Our boss’s new assistant. Well, he is doing good. He can easily follow the boss’s instructions and he can add some customers by just cleaning and serving some orders.

“Traizle!” Kelvin and the owner exclaimed when I entered the Snack Bar.

“Are we doing well? I still have to rent a bike. I will be bac-”

“You can use my motorcycle.” Archane butted.

Surprised by his existence, I turned my head to see him. “No need, I can just rent one.” I answered back.

He threw his key at me.

“I insist. It is too tiring to use a bike to deliver the orders. I am just here with the boss, so you can use it.” he replied.

“Is it really okay?” I asked again.

“Use it, Traizle.” Kelvin commented. “His motorcycle is a cool one.” he added.

“I will take care of your motorcycle.” I said and bowed a little.

“Welcome.” he smiled before going back to the counter.

Let’s just say that I have been getting help from him since he started working at Snack Bar. Like for example, if I needed to deliver orders I couldn’t handle, he would help me and he would also tell me if I forgot something. He is close with Kelvin and Boss already, although I am still uncomfortable with him. I should try to be friends with him since he is not what I am thinking of.

This time, maybe my impression is wrong about him.