Traizle Every rule, I will say, he has his own rules too. I don't know if he will really follow our rules. "Traizle." Zarsuelo called. "What?" I asked back. "If ever I am choking you to death, tell me, okay? I will stop myself from choking you.” he said seriously. Good then he knows his limitations. I nodded at him in agreement and kept my phone in my pocket. "Let's go." I told him. He looked at me confused. "To where?" he asked back. "I have to go back to the Snack Bar and give back the bike I rented." I replied as I stood up from my seat. "Bike? What is the purpose of renting a bike?" He asked more confused, but not concerned about getting the left buns. "I am renting a bike to deliver the orders." I answered as we started to head out of the cafe. I could hear him getting up from his seat and following behind me. "You are using a bike to deliver the orders?" He repeated. "That is why I thought you lost some weight. Where's your old motorcycle?" He asked again. "At t

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

Traizle "Traizle." The younger Arias called me, sitting beside me as if we were close. Arching my right eyebrows at him, Arias lifted his hands. "I surrender." he added. "Zarsuelo is not here." I replied. He laughed. "I am not finding him," he responded and looked at me from head to toe. "Woah, you are beautiful tonight." he added. I shrugged my shoulders. "They told me that already." I retorted. He clapped his hands while shaking his head. "What confidence you have. I am starting to like you more," he answered. "What I meant is that I like you for my friend. You are feisty. You can control that dumb friend of mine who all he knows is to eat sweets." he added. I don't know if it is sincere, or if he is being sarcastic. "That dumb friend of yours might be looking for you. Better go and find someone you can talk to." I answered. "What a coldhearted woman." he replied, holding his chest as if he was sad about what I had told him. "Why are you talking to my girl—oh, Aiden m

Traizle "I am sorry for what happened a while ago." Archane guy said while we were fixing the table. I turned to him and nodded my head. "It's okay. It's not your fault. And also, you should tell this to our boss, not me." I answered. He shook his head. "I feel like I should say sorry to you as well," he responded. "Thank you for punching them for me. I was unable to fight back because Benedict's slaves were holding me tight." he added. I waved my hands. "No worries, I don't want something bad to happen to you too. You are not doing anything wrong," I told Archane. "Since you worked here, you were doing good. There's no need for me to get mad at you. Your family must be proud that you are working your ass off to earn money if they knew about this." I continued. He smiled as he shook his head. "He doesn't know about this," he answered. "He will get mad if he knows about this. " He grins. Then why is he working? After what happened, he's from a wealthy family, and his parents would

Traizle Layzen is worried about his brother. He is asking for help to beat the guys who hurt Lyndon. I let Layzen talk to Zarsuelo. I looked at Lyndon's phone to see if there was anything suspicious. I only saw a screenshot saying he had passed the scholarship application and needed to pass the requirements. I don't know if I should be happy or sad. When he had good news to tell, this happened to him. Tomorrow morning, I prepared our breakfast. Layzen went to school with Zac, although he does not like to go to school today because of Lyndon. "Traizle." I heard Lyndon call me. I went to his side quickly. "How do you feel? Are you okay?" I asked continuously. He nodded. "How did I end up here? I was beaten up in the street when I lost consciousness." he answered as he tried to sit up. "One of my co-workers at the Snack Bar saw you lying unconscious on the street. Fortunately, he knew my number, which is why he immediately helped you and took you home," I explained. "Why did this