Chương 21: Another side of him
He opened the door of the master bedroom and made me go inside first. At the center of the room was a king sized bed with nightstands on both sides. There was a fancy white gilded dresser at the left side of the bed. I saw some of my stuff on the dresser table and many other new things.
"Come on," Bram waved his hand towards the direction of another door.
I followed him to the right side of the bed. It was a walk-in closet. I took the opportunity to grab one of my folded cotton boxer shorts, panty, and shirt. Bram pulled a hidden cabinet and it contained the hamper of his used clothes. He placed his used coat there then closed it.
We walked out of the closet and then he took me to the bathroom. Of course it was bigger than my bathroom. And there were two sinks. The toilet and shower area were separated by glass cubicles. Bram drove from work so he told me to use the shower first.
When I got out of the bathroom Bram was nowhere to be seen. I checked the time on my phone and it showed thirty minutes past four in the afternoon. I removed the towel on my head and sat on my dresser. I smiled because of how beautiful and detailed this gilded dresser was. It had a total of seven drawers and I opened each one of them just to find a hair dryer.
I knew that frequent use of hair dryers would damage my hair but I wanted to take a nap. And I had read an article on-line that when you slept with wet hair it could lead to dandruff. I turned the dryer on and recalled what happened earlier. Aunt Calla, Mama Credence and I stayed at Roberto's studio for three hours and had lunch at a nearby restaurant. Then we went to a famous jewelry store and the two of them assisted me in choosing the best piece to match my gown.
I had never experienced anything like that before. I put down my wide toothed comb and turned off the dryer to section my hair. When I looked in the mirror to check the back of my hair I saw Bram's reflection.
"You scared me." I glared at him then shook my head. He just stood there and was staring at me.
I pulled half of my hair and used a clamp to hold it up then I picked up the dryer again for the remaining half. I was about to press the on button when Bram spoke.
"We need to leave," he said while he was typing something on his phone. I placed the dryer back on the dresser table and turned to him.
"We just got home, Bram?" I reasoned with him.
"Your mom and your brother are coming to Manila," Bram said. He was looking straight into my eyes.
"What?" My eyes widened in surprise. I stood up and picked up my phone from the bed.
"I will take you somewhere safe. Where they can't find you," Bram stated. He placed his phone on his right ear then he walked out of our bedroom.
I checked my messenger to see if my mom sent me a message. But there was no message from her. My mom was offline, so I decided to send her a message.
Me: Mom how are you?
I waited for a moment. Then I remembered what I was doing so I went back to my dresser. I placed my phone on the left side of the drawer and continued drying my hair.
"Madam?" It was Maria's voice. I turned the dryer off and faced Maria, "Sir Bram said that I should help you pack?"
I bit my upper lip and sighed, "I don't know where we're going so I'm not sure what to pack," I told Maria.
"Nothing to worry, Madam. Shall we get started?" Maria motioned me to the walk-in closet.
"Give me a moment, Maria," I requested.
"Certainly, Madam," she responded.
I unplugged the dryer and placed it back in the drawer. I clamped my semi-damp hair and walked towards the walk-in closet.
Rockwell, Makati City
Bram brought me to his condominium unit. We passed by the RGC building on our way here. The distance from this building to RGC was fifteen to thirty minutes drive. Bram brought his MX-5, the two of us in his car and Maria and Chantal were with Jonas. They used the LS500.
When we got in the building Bram ordered Maria and Chantal to bring me to his unit on the top floor. Bram's 3-bedroom unit was very clean. It had modern furniture and it definitely suited his personality. The unit itself exuded masculinity. His living room had some black and white pictures of him winning podiums in F1. They brought my small luggage to what I assume was the master's bedroom. I left the door open and removed my hair clamp. I shook my hair using my fingers. They were still damp.
I heard a knock on the door and saw Maria, "Sir Bram called, Madam, he was asking what would you like for dinner?"
Honestly, I could not think of anything so I said, "Pizza, maybe? Will that be okay with you guys?"
"I will let Sir Bram know your preference, Madam," Maria said, then she handed me a piece of paper, "That is the wifi password of Sir Bram's unit." Then she left.
I closed the door and locked it so I could change back to my cotton shorts and shirts. I checked my phone but there was still no message from my mom. I laid down on the bed and saw a message from Aunt Calla.
Aunt Calla: Dear, can't wait to see you at Bram's party! Btw George would be my +1
That was a surprise! I quickly typed in my reply and sent it.
Me: Oh okay. Is George feeling better now?
Aunt Calla: He should. I will bring him there for exposure. I saw Bram's guest list. One of the invited guests is the owner of a clothing company here in the country. I need to pitch him in for projects, you know.
Me: Oh, I see. That could be big for George.
"Who are you talking to?" I heard Bram say. He was leaning on the wall. He was wearing a grey sweatshirt, black pants, and sneakers. I thought Bram could look good at anything.
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