CHAPTER 34

Traizle

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

"Good evening, Ma'am and Sir. Zarsuelo." The salesperson greeted us.

"Good evening, I hope this won't go public for my privacy." Zarsuelo greeted back.

The salesperson smiled and shook her hands saying, "Don't worry, Sir. We don't do that. Our guests' privacy is important." She assured us. She 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.

He bobbed his head at me, pouting. "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.

He clasped his hands and turned to the salesperson. "Anything, as long as it is good for her." He spoke.

The salesperson laughed a bit before nodding. "Understood. How about you, Sir?" She asked.

"I want a