Letter No.10

Stolas, my dearest,

Right after my snacks arrived, and I found the most delicious ice cream, Moonfluff, my assistant called. I didn't even have the mood to put the snacks to their places. They just stayed in the plastic bags on the floor, next to my door. But I actually had to pick up the phone, because they wouldn't call, unless it's an emergency.

- Hello Boss. Sorry to bother, but there's a very important client waiting for you here. They didn't have an appointment, but they say it's urgent. Can you please come back to the store?

- Is it Stolas again? Just tell him his suit is not ready yet, but we'll notify him when he can come pick it up. - I didn't want to meet you again. You disturbed my mind enough for today.

- No, it's someone else, so could you please come in?

- Ah, fine. I'll be there in an hour. Offer them some champagne in our fanciest private waiting room, please.

I hung up the call, and went to the closest mirror to check if I should fix any part of my depressed face or outfit. I got some hellish icy gums to chew til I got there, and tried to force myself to smile. I had no idea who those "very important" clients could be, but I tried to hurry there, so I can come back home and continue doing nothing. When In got to the shop, Moonfluff walked me to the private room, and when I stepped in, I saw that big cock, Asmodeus with his little plaything, Fizzarolli. I forced a wide smile on my face and greeted them.

- Hello, my dears. How can I help you two today?

- We're here for that threesome that Daddy mentioned last time he was here. - said Fizzarolli. I froze. I really hoped he was just kidding. 

- Fizzy! Behave. - said Asmodeus. - This little jester needs something fancy for our special night out. For today.

- Oh, I see. In that case, I can't promise we'll find a perfect fitting outfit, I hope you both understand that.

- Of course, it will be just us, but I want them to wear some fancy lacy lingerie, and a princess gown, if possible.

I saw Fizzarolli rolling his eyes, but it's always the bigboi who pays. And the one who pays, chooses in my shop. At first, I took Fizzarolli's measurements, to calculate a size, then I went out to find every piece of lingerie and princess gown we had in that size for him to try it on. When I got back, those two were disgustingly making out on my clear white couch. I cleared my throat to let them know, I'm back, but it didn't bother them. They continued making out for a few moments, then Asmodeus turned the little jester towards me to let him go and try on the things I got for him. The moment Fizzy took his first step towards the changing rooms, Asmo slapped his butt, and smirked at him. Gross. In understand, lust ring and all, but at MY fashion store? I left the two lustbirds alone, but told Fizzarolli to let me know if I could help him in any way. I chatted with my assistant until Fizz tried on everything. We decided to close early today, since the big man and the little jester were the only customers in the shop by that time. I told Moonfluff to go home, so they did. When our last customers finally decided, I put everything back on the racks. They chose an emerald green lingerie set with a minty pastel green gown. Ozzie paid, and they left. It always feels weird to be alone in the store at night, so I left as soon as possible. I stepped into the closest pub, for just one drink, but right when I got to the bar, someone hugged my shoulders.

- Order anything you want, old friend, I pay. - I heard that very familiar greedy voice.

- Thank you, Mammon. - I ordered something strong, and Mammon pulled me to a private room, and he started dancing with the private stripper. I told them that I really don't have the mood for that right now, so I wanted to leave. But Mammon stepped in my way and locked the door.

- Look, Andy, you clearly need to get something off your chest. Or at least you have someone to forget, so please stay. I pay for your night with this beautiful lady.

- Mammon... Come on. You didn't know? I'm gay. I'm not interested in any ladies.

- Oooo I see what you're trying to do. You want to see my precious body naked.

- No, Mammon, I'd like to go home.

Mammon just started to undress to the beat of the music, pretending like I asked for it. I did not. As soon as he stepped away from the door, I unlocked it and left the pub. It was a mistake to even go there. I didn't ever bother ordering an other shot, or drink, I just wanted to escape from Mammon. I paced back to my castle as fast as I could. I drank my already melted ice cream with a little rum, and then I went to sleep. I wanted to forget everything I saw today at Saloon Uncensored. Yes, even the famous body of that greedy jester. I saw enough naked jesters for that day. I'd prefer seeing you naked, my darling. But I know I never will, since brother-in-laws don't do that.

Take care, my little hoot.

Love,
Andrealphus ❄️

Letter No.9

Stolas, my dearest

The next morning I went to the store to handle Stella's dress, and that only. I didn't want to spend all day working, since we didn't have too many clients for that day, neither anyone famous or important that my assistant couldn't have handled. I immediately went to the back, to see if Stella's dress is still in one piece. I got a bit mad when I saw that it's unharmed. Some time before some hooligans broke into the store and ruined some orders and fabrics, but not this time. There was no break-in that night. So I started thinking about ruining the dress, just like the day before. I thought I could just pull a thread, so it wouldn't be some damage that makes me have to redo the whole dress, just fix it. But the moment I found the right spot for a thread to be cut or pulled, my assistant knocked on the door of the showroom and said there was a first-class client or future client waiting for me in the front room. I told her to give me a second, so she left. I packed my sister's gown and wrapped it to be ready for the transport. I then went out to the front room expecting Mammon or Asmodeus, but instead I saw you. I really hoped that there was an other first-class demon inside, but my assistant directed me to you. We went to a private office to talk. First you started telling me how much you missed me and that you didn't want to marry Stella. I didn't want to hear any of that. I started acting stone-cold.

- Stolas, just tell me why you came to my workplace. You never came here before, so why would you just come here to tell me you miss me? Do you want to see your fiancée's dress or what? I mean you can be sure I won't show you that, because you know, that's bad luck.

- No, Andy. I just wanted to see you... - I don't know if you remember, but I tried to look at you in a "Come on, just tell me finally why you're really here..." - Okay, I need a dress too... For the wedding... I know it's not the best to ask you especially, because of what we had before, but... I want the best... And also our families insist that we'll have matching outfits...

- I see now. - I tried to keep it as professional as I could, but I couldn't look away from your lips, my Dark Lord, I wanted to kiss you so bad. Like do you even realise how you make me feel every time I see you? You'll never know. I was just trying to show you how I feel, but since you proposed to my sister instead of me, I think I failed. And I hate failure. So from now on I'll have to keep it professional. - Come with me.

I showed you some of our suits and male dresses, but I always knew you as the most masculine presenting demon prince of Hell. I told you you could choose any type and we'll fit it to your beautiful body. We also could make them in any colours. And of course I promised to make it the same pattern as Stella's dress. I just jabbered everything with one breath. I could read your face, and you clearly were thinking "Seriously? You will treat me like you would treat any other client? No trace of what we had earlier?" I partly felt hurt for having to pretend like we had nothing, but I was proud of myself for being able to act this good. I should drop fashion and just go for acting... You finally chose 2 styles you liked, tried them on, but still couldn't decide. So while my assistant took your measurements, I drew a quick sketch of combining the two styles, adding some details from Stella's dress, so you could see what it would look like. You came back to the office with your measurements on a piece of paper, and I showed you the drawing. You had a few ideas to make it even better, so when I fixed those details, I stapled together all of your papers and material samples, and I put it away to the urgent orders. I went to the door and opened it to walk you out, since the ordering process was all done. But you closed the door and stepped really close to me. You grabbed my hands and whispered in my ears "I'll always love you, Andrealphus." You sealed your sentence with a quick kiss on my lips, and then you just disappeared. I mean all of this happened in just a few seconds; it was all quick. I was in shock, and I completely froze. If you wouldn't have disappeared then, you could've seen all my professional acting collapse. I'd say that your actions warmed my heart, but the truth is it broke me more. I love you so much, Stolee, I can't even believe I'll have to let you go. I was sitting on the floor, with my back against the wall, when my assistant knocked on the door to tell me that the transporting company is here to pick up Stella's dress. I had to fix my makeup and everything, get myself together to be able to act all professional again. I opened the door in a few moments, grabbed the dress, and gave it to the driver. They promised to handle it carefully, but this time I couldn't say "You better do"... I watched them getting back into the car and driving away. I went inside to say goodbye to my assistant and grab my stuffs. I literally couldn't say more than one word, so I decided to just go straight to home. I texted my chef to prepare my favourite cocktail for me, and I also ordered some snacks online to help me survive the rest of the day.

Please, my love, don't play games with me. You're getting married and I'm trying to get my life together.

All the best,
Andrealphus ❄️