Trapped by love

Chapter3

It was a hot Thursday afternoon.

Camila was standing outside her apartment with her luggage. A white limousine drove along and parked in front of her.

The driver stepped out of the limousine. "Good day, ma'am." Camila gave him a warm smile.

He helped her open the door, she got in and the driver hurriedly dropped her luggage in the car trunk.

Bram had informed her that he was sending his driver to pick her up from her apartment to the airport, but she never expected to be riding in a limousine.

Bram just concluded a business call, shortly before Camila got into the car. He sipped his glass of champagne gently, while he watched Camila settle in without sensing his presence.

Bram was oblivious to the luxury the limo provided. He watched Camila as she sank into the soft seat opposite him.

He picked up a champagne glass and poured in some drink. "Champagne?" He asked as he stretched out his arm, offering her a glass of champagne.

She jerked in the consciousness of his presence.

"...no, I'm fine." She stammered.

He ignored her embarrassment. " I thought it would be nice to offer you a drink while you settle in for the ride to the airport. It's just a fifteen-minute ride."

She repeated, shyly " No, I'm fine. I'm sorry. I didn't realise you were here…"

He ignored her explanations.

"Mr Curts had an emergency, so he won't be joining us. Hope he put you up to speed?"

"Yes he did, " She answered, disappointed by Mr.Curt's absence.

Silence flowed between them.

Camila might not be one of those sophisticated ladies that Bram gallivant with from time to time, but there was always this allure of mystery surrounding her, making her a little aloof and different from every other secretary who had worked for him.

" beautiful neighbourhood you have here" sounded more like a confirmation than a compliment.

He stared through the tinted windows to the scenery in the neighbourhood impressively.

She shrugged, "Yeah, I moved in just a few months back... However, I'm yet to be familiar with the whole environment. "

Bram looked at her demanding more information.

She exhaled softly

"I got attracted to the neighbourhood because of its green spaces and splendid water view. I must say, this place suits my budget, there are a lot of affordable houses here too."

Bram found himself smiling at her indifference. He expected her to skip the budget part, just like most ladies would, but she didn't mind. He was amazed by her sharp wit.

He was interrupted by a phone call.

" Sir, your plane is ready…" the voice from the other end said, loud enough only to Bram's hearing.

" Will be there in ten minutes " Bram dropped his phone by his side and adjusted his shirt." The pilot just informed, us that our plane is ready"

While he spoke, his stare caught her gaze. He knew she had become uncomfortable with their conversation.

" We have to keep the conversation going, so we don't have a boring ride." "Do you live here with your family?" Camila wished to remain silent.

She should have ignored him if he wasn't her boss, but she chose to answer in a monosyllabic word. "No."

Another call came through Bram's phone and interrupted the moment, again.

" hola!..." Bram answered and he continued to speak Spanish.

Camila was grateful for the intervention of Bram's phone call.

A few moments later they arrived at the airport. They boarded Bram's private jet.

On the plane, Bram was mostly on business calls, so Camila took the opportunity to get a nap after she had something to eat.

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Camila was dressed in a long black dress with a slit on the right side, which gave exposure to her lower thigh down to her red stiletto heels.

She checked her time while she adjusted her necklace to balance between her cleavage. She had a few more minutes till Bram arrived.

Camila worked back to the mirror to appreciate her dress once more. She stared at her reflection in the mirror and nodded slightly in total satisfaction.

The last she spoke with Bram a day ago after they landed in France, he told her to get ready for a dinner date with some of the company's associates. He promised to pick her up by eight.

She was ready. So, she patiently waited for him.

Immediately, a call came through her phone. She walked across the room to get her phone from the bed stand, expecting Bram to be the caller.

To her greatest surprise, it was Mia.

Camila's heart began to beat violently in fear.

Camila allowed her phone to ring, while she considered whether or not to take the call.

After several rings, she answered the call.

" Are you trying to sabotage our deal?... You should be wiser than that… I would advise you not to play fast on me. Cos if you do, I'm going to bring the world crashing down on you… " Mia yelled angrily.

Camila was aware of how intense Mia's anger could be.

Mia was nothing short of an impatient control freak, she could be so ruthless over her selfish desires, and that had always been obvious threats of hers.

Mia never stopped till she got what she wanted.

"Miss Mia, I will never sabotage our deal for any reason... If I do, my job and my life are on the line."

"Thank God you know that… have you got something on him yet?"

Camila went silent for moments, choosing her answers carefully.

"...Nothing yet" Camila gave out a heavy sigh"I need more time to pull this off, Miss Mia."

"You don't have time, you need to be fast with whatever plan you are cooking, or I will take everything away from you. I mean, everything!"Mia dished out more threats.

Camila began to vibrate in fear, her legs shook without control. She frailly sat on the bed.

She lowered her voice as she continued to speak.

"I promise to get you all the information you need. I promise. But you have to give me more time. I will get you all you need. I promise!"

Camila was so terrified, she was in no doubt about Mia's ability to manipulate things in her favour.

Mia can be ruthless once anything gets in her way.

" Make sure you get back to me, with something tangible before the next thirty days. You have just thirty days." Mia spat out angrily.

Immediately a knock came through the door, it must be Bram, Camila thought. She inhaled deeply while she composed herself.

"I will get back to you once I have access to the information...I have to go now, Please!"

Camila hung up the call and the knock came the second time.

She inhaled sharply as she prepared her mind to face whoever was at the door. Like she had expected, it was Bram. She was convinced, he heard nothing out of her phone conversation with Mia.

She took her purse and joined him in the hallway.