Taken By The Mafia Lord

836 Make Me Look Younger

At Daniel’s residence, Haz could be seen rushing into the boss’s room after the man rang him up, thinking that it was an emergency. But then his jaw dropped to the ground when he entered the room and appeared as if a burglar broke in. But then, what robber in his right mind would come to steal from Daniel Luciano? It was equivalent to asking for a death sentence.

One would have thought that a storm happened in there because the room was a mess. His clothes were sprawled all over and the mess started from his walk-in closet. His eyes took in the scene until he heard footsteps and lifted his eyes to stare at his boss who was wearing nothing but his underwear and a two-piece suit in his hands with a discouraged expression.

Haz swallowed, this was a scene he wouldn’t forget anytime soon. Nonetheless, he shook himself out of the shock and said, “Boss.”

Daniel didn’t acknowledge him, rather he lifted the clothes and asked, ” Why are all of my clothes in monochromatic colors?”

“Because you’re a psychopath that loves a dull, meaningless life.” Haz sassed in his head. He was not ready to die yet.

“Those are usually your preference, sir.”

Daniel’s expression changed and that told Haz that he just made a wrong answer. Daniel didn’t want anyone to confirm his clothing choice, he knew that, rather the boss needed a solution to whatever fit he was throwing.

Haz said immediately, “Perhaps if I have an idea of what is going on, I might be able to help?” He offered. Hopefully.

Hearing those words, Daniel tilted his head and stared at the boy before a small smile – that didn’t assure Haz – crept up his face as he said, “Actually, I think you might be able to help.”

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“I do.” He swallowed a second time.

“I have a date to attend tonight and that’s a young people’s thing.”

“W-what?” Haz’s jaw nearly dropped to the ground. The boss had what? A date? It was unbelievable! What has gotten into him? He doesn’t even go on a date with his sugar babies and has them on a contract to satisfy his urges. What has changed now? Who is the unlucky, no, slightly lucky woman?

“Why are you staring at me like a beehive is hovering above my head, say something. You should have an idea of how to dress up for the occasion.”

“What?”

Daniel frowned at him, “I didn’t call you here to gape at me like an idiot.”

Realizing that he just stretched his patience, Haz knew that he had to make a useful impact or else. He didn’t want to know the latter.

“I don’t think the monochromatic suit is the problem. I wouldn’t even advise you to wear the colored suits to date,” He added, “Except of course, you intend to take her to a formal occasion.”

“She’s the one picking the location.” Daniel answered, tossing away the suit, and stood in front of the mirror, running his hand through his hair and muttering, “Why do I look so old?”

“If she’s the one taking you out on the date, I’ll suggest wearing something casual yet nice -”

“And makes me look younger,” Daniel added to his surprise.

He wanted to look younger, but Haz shuddered. The surprises were giving him whiplash.

When Haz thought that he saw it all, it was the beginning because Daniel added immediately, “Also call that artist guy…” Daniel examined the wrinkle on his face, “he should be able to hide this.”

“You mean the makeup artist?”

“Yes,” Daniel said, “Tell him he has just mere minutes to attend to me, or I’m replacing him.”

“You never had a contract with him in the first,” Haz wanted to say but buried the words inside of him and hoped Daniel’s version of “replacing” was what he was thinking.

“Yes, boss,” He said and moved to the corner of the room where he made a call to the makeup artist. This was annoying, Haz kicked the ground in annoyance while he waited for the call to be answered.

Didn’t Daniel hate makeup? He claimed only cowards hide under layers of powder. Who uses powder these days? It’s called foundation! Haz was tempted to educate him, but no amount of temptation was greater than the love for his life.

Thankfully, Daniel had enough money and he was able to offer the artist enough that he wasn’t able to resist and also arrive as quickly as he could.

“Are you done? Is the artist coming?” Daniel inquired as soon as he was done with the call.

“Yes, boss.”

“Now, come help me with an outfit then.” Daniel walked in the direction of the closet and Haz had to turn his face the other way when he couldn’t stand watching the sway of his ass. Daniel was wearing nothing but black underwear and it wasn’t a sight Haz enjoyed.

Once he was inside the messy closet – his heart goes out to the cleaner – Haz had to search around and eventually settled on a white shirt and clean black skinny jeans – he found by luck. He guessed one of Daniel’s young girlfriends (bless her soul) got it for him and he tossed it to God knows where until tonight.

“Just this?” Daniel didn’t seem all that impressed when Haz lifted his choice.

Haz said, “I barely have a rough idea of your date but since a woman is in charge, she’s not going to take you to a place that charges above her purse. Take it from me, no woman in the world is immune to the charms of a sharp classic. They make you look super suave, and skinny jeans scream perfection for men of all ages. Women love men who put the extra effort to look good and younger. ” He enticed Daniel completely.

Daniel looked at him doubtfully for a moment yet accepted the clothes from him. However, Haz announced to him at the last minute, “You need sneakers to go with it and I don’t see any in your closet.”