The Odd Billionaire

Traizle

I went to the sales department and asked for the monthly evaluation. I need to check them myself, to decrease Zarsuelo’s work.

Heading back to our room, I saw Zarsuelo approaching me.

“I told you to rest, didn’t I?” He asked.

“I am okay now. I still have to do my work.” I answered as we continued our walking pace.

“Where and what did you do?” He asked again to get the paper I was holding.

“Sales department,” I answered. “And you? Where are you going?” I asked him back.

“I wanted to check if you were resting, but since you are saying you are okay now, I will start to pester you.” He answered, showing his wide smile.

Showing him my fist. “Not me, Zarsuelo.” I told him.

“Can I hug you-I am asking for your permission and look at your glaring eyes already.” he said, keeping a distance from me.

“If somebody hears you, we will be both in the center of talk for a week or month.” I told him, also warning him with the circumstances that may happened.

He shrugs it off.  “I don’t care,” he answered. “It’s better if they hear me saying those, so that no one will ever try to get into you.” he answered, smiling.

“Your illness is serious. You should check that brain of yours if it’s still working properly.” I said, walking fast to avoid him.

He really started pestering me.

“I am serious though.” Zarsuelo said, tailing me.

“And who will try that?” I asked Zarsuelo.

He is now beside me. “As of now, I have three in my list. They are the possible candidates to get into you.” Zarsuelo answered.

Three? And who are those three people he is referring to?

“Aeron, Alex and Tyler.” Zarsuelo detailing his prospects. “To answer your questions.” he added.

He read me.

“They are my friends, idiot,” I told him. “Going after me is a bad choice, don’t you think?” I asked him.

I also don’t think I am ready to get into a relationship. Based on my past experience, I am still uncomfortable with it.

“Where is the bad choice you are saying? You are pretty, you know how to cook, strong, cool, loveable to your two brothers, fluffy and sexy with sho-what now!” He asked, not able to finish his sentence since I hit his arms again. “I don’t lie, Traizle. Even though you are rude, harsh, and reserving your compliments for me, I am fine with it. It makes you more hot. I am into that savage love.” he added.

Hitting him is not enough. I should have wacked his head open to see if his brain was still working properly.

As we entered the room, Zarsuelo got a chair and put it next to mine.

“What are you looking at there? Let’s go and start evaluating those papers.” he told me, shaking off the dust from my chair.

I can’t do anything but to follow and sit beside him. Fortunately, he really helped me to evaluate the papers.

“Mr. Andrade is getting good, huh.” Zarsuelo commented as he read the files of Mr. Andrade’s work. “He will be a big shot after a year if he is consistent.” he added.

I stop reading the file I am holding. “Can you determine if they are going to be successful or not?” I asked him.

“I started my business with this instinct of mine, you know,” he answered, pointing to his temple. “You know Brandless and Dwellsmith? The big ones? I helped them to be that successful. I also help small businesses, so that is why they are working well. If you notice, some of the files have small stores and businesses. I help those to succeed.” he added, explaining.

“How if it’s in very bad shape or it won’t work anymore?” I asked him again.

“If it is not working anymore, I am telling it directly to the owner. After that, I will help him to progress until he can do it on his own. Succeeding alone is lonely, so I make sure to make them into successful ones,” Zarsuelo shared. “When I was young, if I looked into their papers, I could tell what they needed or lacked. When they progressed, I thought I was cool back then, so I ended up getting the business path and here I am.” he added.

“I can still say that you are really cool.” I complimented. “You used the opportunity where you are good. If you did not use it, I am sure you are now just a jobless man residing with your grandparents.” I added.

“Woah, you said good things about me.” he said, surprised.

“Because you’re not being an ass.” I replied.

“I will be good, so keep saying those okay?” He asked. “Anyway, I wanted to visit the Snack Bar.” he added.

“Snack Bar? Why?” I asked him.

I visited Snack Bar a few days ago to catch up with them, especially with the owner.

“Wanted to eat the foods there. I don’t have a reason to go there now because you are working for me now. But their food is really awesome.” he explained.

“Do you want me to come with you?” I asked back.

“You got it right. Someone can take care of Layzen while you are still out, right?” He retorted.

“He is Zac, not someone.” I told him.

“I forgot to add him to my candidate prospects. There are four of them in total,” he answered. “Go with me, okay?” He asked.

“Do you think I can say no to your statement?” I asked him back.

“Of course! I will make sure you come with me. Asking for permission to see you is not acceptable, so I preferred the statement where you can’t say no.” he answered back with his winning smile.

After work, we headed to the Snack Bar, as we discussed a while ago.

“I did not know that walking with you quietly is fun as well.” Zarsuelo said, breaking the silence between us.

“You find everything cool and fun with me, huh.” I said, trying to tease him.

“Of course! You are my sexy wife after all,” he answered. That made me angry and dissatisfied with his answer. “Won’t you really think of me as your husband candidate?” He asked.

“No.” I answered flatly.

“And why is that?” He asked back.

“Because you are rich.” I replied.

“I can give them up,” he responded. “You just have to tell me when and where. I will give them up in a second without hesitation.” he added.

“Why would you give up the things you have? You are indeed crazy.” I commented.Text content © NôvelDrama.Org.

“If that’s the only way to make you my wife, I will. I can gain money in an instant, but gaining someone with whom I can be with forever is hard to find.” he answered, looking directly into my eyes.

“We don’t fit, Zarsuelo. You are not my type.” I told him.

“I told you before that I would squeeze myself into you, so we won’t fit, not now but soon.” he answered proudly.

When we reached the Snack Bar, the owner told us to sit and she would give us a free burger and coke.

“She is giving it for free? Is she that nice?” Zarsuelo asked.

“Sometimes, if they know the customers or if they are friends with them. They will give it for free.” I explained.

“Traizle! You are here. Welcome, Sir!” Kelvin greeted when he enter the Snack Bar.

“Done with the deliveries?” I asked Kelvin.

“Yes, fifth time already.” Kelvin answered. “Boss, any orders to deliver?” He added, asking the owner.

“Here,” the owner said. Giving him the paper containing the address. “Be careful on your journey.”

“I will! I have to go and work first. See you later.” Kelvin said before leaving.

“How many deliveries you can take every night?” Zarsuelo asked. “Thank you!” He added when the owner give us burgers and coke.

“It’s on the house, enjoy.” The owner said before heading back to the counter.

“Thank you, Boss.” I said, expressing my gratitude. “I can take many if there are many deliveries. Since we have to divide the delivery work, sometimes we don’t earn too much.” I answered Zarsuelo’s question.

“I should have found you early.” he commented.

Zarsuelo can really make your heart flattered, his choice of words is on another level.

We stayed at the Snack Bar for an hour before deciding to go home. Yes, go home. Zarsuelo insisted on accompanying me to go home.

“Is it hard to be the oldest?” Zarsuelo asked me.

“It is, but I am thankful that Lyndon and Layzen know our situation too well,” I answered. “How about you? Is it hard?” I asked back.

“It is, if I have one or two buddies living in my house. I won’t be lonely anymore. That is why I am asking you guys to live with me. My house is big enough that you can all stay,” Zarsuelo said, inserting his invitation to live with him. “If you don’t want to live in my house, I can live in your house.” he added, starting to give his high-paid ideas. “Should I build a house beside yours? That would be fun if we were neighbors!” He continued.

“Tell your grandparents to go home.” I told him.

“Nah,” he declined. “Pops will get mad if I ruin their vacation-honeymoon,” he added.

“Honeymoon?” I asked him.

Honeymoon?

“Why? You can’t make love if you are old?” Zarsuelo asked back. “Making love is natural when you guys are in love with each other,” he added, explaining. “For example, if you start to like-no love me back, rather, we will make love for twenty-four hours!” Zarsuelo continued laughing.

“Make love twenty-four hours your a*s.” I retorted.

“Why? There’s nothing wrong with that though, I want us to have so many kids. So that the house won’t be too lonely,” he answered. “You know, I grew up alone and I don’t want to grow old alone either,” he added.

“Don’t make me your wife’s inspiration.” I told him.

“Why can’t I?” He asked. “You have got everything I am finding for a wife. I am rich, handsome and young-”

“And older than you.” I butted in, and now taken aback by what I have said.

“Oh? You are just one year older than me. I am twenty-four and you are twenty-five. Age does not matter in our generation today, don’t you know?” He retorted back. “I am into older ones, don’t worry.” he added.

I am not into him, a rich, handsome if he is and young. It is too complicated having a relationship with a person that is different from my status.

“Can I ask for the last time?” Said Zarsuelo. “Last for tonight, after that I won’t ask anymore.” he added.

I hope he will really do that.

“What is it?” I asked.

“Will you let me hug you?” He asked.

I showed him my middle finger. “Back off, Zarsuelo.” I answered.

“I will let you slide for tonight,” he replied. “But tomorrow, I won’t let it slide. I will make sure to hug you even if the other employees are watching us.” he warned.

“Are you crazy? Stop hugging me! Go and find someone you can hug, not me!” I exclaimed.

I don’t care if they can hear me or not. I wanted to smack this oddball Zarsuelo down, right now, right here!

“Then choose,” he responded. “You won’t let me hug you, in exchange I will kiss you. I prefer the latter one, deal?” He asked, so I definitely chased him to punch his face.

“Comeback here, Zarsuelo! I am gonna punch that bullshit face of yours!” I growled, chasing him in the middle of the crowd.

“I LOVE YOU, WIFE!” He even shouted while running.

“F*CK YOU!” I shouted angrily.

He turn his head at me before giving me his proud smile. “MY HOUSE IS OPEN! LET’S MAKE A SOCCER TEAM!”

Damn you, Zarsuelo!