Everything belongs to me

THE EVE

Alexander said “No use standing around and talking any further. Laura, please take us to your most expensive collection and make sure it’s something that’ll make me look like I belong to the high-class gambling world.”

The driver, who still thought that Alexander was lying, smirked while Laura bowed her head in respect.

“As you wish, sir. Please come this way” she said, and took the lead.

All three of them went to a special area in the shop. A place that most customers have never been to because they couldn’t afford the price of the outfits there.

This place was meant for the eyes of the top percentile of people in the entire country and being brought there meant that Laura had a feeling that Alexander was among those people.

They all stood in front of a unique wardrobe.

“What I’m about to show the two of you Sirs is a design specifically made by Mr. Gustav for a special client of his. Unfortunately, after all the work he put in, the client not only didn’t like the color, but he also wanted to keep a low profile and a suit like the one behind here is sure to do the opposite of that. It’ll make the wearer the focus of everyone in any room he walks into and, due to the client’s rejection, the entire outfit was kept here and has never been taken out or shown to anyone until today. With that said, I hope you’ll like it,” Laura said, filling the driver and Alexander with anticipation.

They had both seen the quality, beauty, and prices of all the designs they saw on their way there, and for this one to be behind such an impressive-looking covering plus the story behind the creation of the outfit that Laura just gave, both Alexander and the driver could only imagine what the outfit looked like and most importantly, what it cost.

The driver smirked, thinking that whatever it was, there was no way Alexander could afford it and, without wasting any more time, Laura opened the door and revealed the suit that was hung there.

It was an ebony-black colored suit with gold-colored engravings. The fabric used to tailor the suit and trousers had a luster that attracted Alexander’s eyes and kept them on itself ever since the moment Laura made the reveal.

As for the folded inner shirt which was by the right side of the wardrobe and was to be worn with the suit, the whiteness shone like a blazing star under the light of the shop, and from where he stood, Alexander could tell that it was made from the finest materials and sewn with the most delicate care and attention.

The same could also be said about the tie and everything else.

This outfit combination was way better than anything Alexander had seen Mr. Dove or any of the Dove family members wear and the thought that it was about to be his put a smirk of pride on his face.

The shoes positioned on the left side of the suit and trousers, inside the wardrobe, were jet black and crafted with the finest calfskin leather.

“Wow,” Alexander said.

“I can see that you like it,” Laura said, smiling as she looked at the wardrobe just like the two next to her.

“Of course I do,” Alexander said, then looked at Laura and asked, “Can I touch it?”

Laura was hesitant at first, but then, the air of confidence that Alexander exuded, making it seem like he could afford everything in the wardrobe, allowed her to relax.

“If you wish, sir. Please go ahead,” Laura said, and Alexander grinned with appreciation.

He stepped forward, grabbed the sleeve of the hung suit, and then started rubbing his palm against the surface, feeling the soothing texture of the material.

“I’ve never felt this type of texture before. What is it made of?” Alexander asked, looking and sounding awestruck.

“Because of how cherished the client is to Mr. Gustav, he spent weeks researching and finally made the material from scratch, so nothing like it exists anywhere in the whole world. He had also wanted the client to name the special fabric after making the delivery, but you know how that turned out,” Laura said.

“Oh. What a shame,” Alexander said, then felt more of the texture.

After some seconds, an idea came to his mind and he smirked.

Alexander looked at Laura and asked, “Since the client didn’t get the chance to name it, can I?”

Laura shrugged, “I don’t see why not. Whatever name you give, I’ll relay it to Mr. Gustav and if he likes it, I’m sure he will adopt it moving forward.”

Alexander was silent for a moment, going over the name he was about to say in his head. He wanted to know if it would be good or not and after a couple of times calling the name in his head, he liked it.

“Alright, I’d like to name the fabric that this suit was made out of, the Eve. Because of the color, the name also matched,” Alexander said confidently.

Laura looked impressed.

“The Eve. Hmm, that’s a very nice name, sir. How did you come up with it?” She asked.

Alexander looked at her and said “It’s my mother’s name. Sadly, she passed away when I was younger, so now that I have the opportunity, I want to use this to remember her.”

The reason Alexander decided to name the fabric that the suit was made out of after his mother was because that was the first thing he was ever going to purchase with his money as a multimillionaire, which is a status that his mother had always wanted for him.

She had always wanted the best for him, hence why her dying wish was for him to go to high school and get informed about other things in the world. She didn’t want her son to be cooked up in the Dove mansion, being a servant for the rest of his life.

Now that he had the money to make her desires for him come true, Alexander only felt it right to have her by his side the day his life changed for the better.

“I’m sure your mother would appreciate it—“ Laura said, but was cut short when…

“Can I touch it too?” The driver asked, not waiting for permission as he stepped forward and stretched his hand to touch the suit.

Laura, however, quickly intervened.

She slapped his hand just before it could make contact with the suit, then she stepped between him and the wardrobe, blocking the driver from getting closer.