Man in Disguised

Aaron starts his plan and comes to Anthony's out of his house. The two good-looking men in Dallas meet in the fany exclusive restaurant where they usually meet. Anthony with his glamour and elegant style while Aaron with his "new style" come along with a big smile.

"Where are you?" asked Aaron on the phone.

Waving his hands, Anthony was shocked to see Aaron's new style.

"What the …." He glares and speaks with his new style friend of his.

"How do I look?" Aaron turns his body proudly while some people watch them.

"Sit … down!" Anthony's order.

"Why? Don't you happy to see me, buddy?" big smile comes out on Aaron's lips.

"What's with that performance? Are you trying to play dumb and dumber with me?" the white-silver long hair man covered his face to avoid people's vision of them.

"Something wrong? I don't think this appearance was wrong." Aaron smiles confidently.

"Hah, whatever. Why did you call me? Something matter?"

"How's she?" asked Aaron mode-on serious.

"Who?"

"You know who I mean. That girl, Brenda. How is she? Why did you look mad at the phone when you knew she was still in college?" Aaron glares at that pretty-handsome man curious.

"Of course I'm mad! Did you want to ruin my business, huh? You knew how I work, my principle in business, Aaron-"

"I knew, then what's your point?" Aaron cut Anthony's words glaring.

"Take her out! I don't wanna have business with the police, they're like a leech, suck your blood 'till finish!" Anthony feels angry at Aaron.

"Treat me, buddy."

"What?"

"Buy me a coffee and I'll tell you." Smirk Aaron wide.

Anthony has no option. He doesn't understand what Aaron thinks, though they have been in friendship for five years, still, Anthony ain't nothing about his best buddy. "Better you keep your promise! I want an explanation, not just a smile and hugging!" glared Anthony with his small-sharp blue light eyes.

"Okay … okay. I will." Aaron waves his hands and picks up his smartphone from his pocket, also looking on-screen while adoring his new looks.

"Hmmm, I'm so satisfied with this appearance. Feel Broadway is calling me."

"You're crazy! Crazy rich bastard!" said Anthony murmur.

"Did you say a word?"

"Nope!" said Anthony in short.

After taking a while, the waitress brings the coffee Aaron wanted. Without hesitation, Aaron enjoys his drink and Anthony … of course, glares sharply at him. "Satisfied? ask him to raise his eyebrow.

"Thank you, my dear buddy." Aaron's face shows it. "Now, tell me who is she? Why did you help her with so much effort and most importantly … why me?" Anthony started to bombard Aaron with a series of questions. The expression on his face also showed his impatience with the attitude of his friend who seemed to be playing with him.

"I can't say right now, Anthony. But I'm sure she'll be good to you. I can guarantee you that," said Aaron confidently.

"Oh come on Aaron Duke Elmer-"

"Keep your voice down!" Aaron glanced sharply at his feminine best friend.

"Aaron, you know my rules! I don't accept women or girls who are still in school or college or whatever! Oh, my God... you're getting me in trouble!" Anthony rubbed his forehead in frustration.

"Calm down, mate. Just follow my rules and I guarantee your business will be safe." Aaron blinked an eye.

"Why don't you just take her to your condo or just hire her in one of Elmer's companies. Isn't Elmer's group very big and her face isn't too bad if you include her as one of your actresses?"

"Are you moaning like a kindergartner right now, Anthony, or have you forgotten how me and the girls I went on blind dates were?"

Anthony raised his hand. "Sorry, but I'm really worried that the girl will cause trouble at my 'workplace."

"No! She wouldn't be able to do that." Aaron smirked.

"Why not?" curious Anthony raising his black, sharp, and pointed eyebrows.

"You know why I changed my appearance so far?"

Anthony shook his head.

"Because you're about to see something you've never seen before, my friend." Aaron's crooked smile.

"Then what do you plan now? You're not gonna let that girl stay forever at my house, are you?" Anthony looks curious.

"She has something that you'll need for your business, my dear friend. Trust me and prepare a special room for me tonight." Asked Aaron smiling gently.

"A room? For what?"

"You'll see," smirk Aaron.

***

Meanwhile, Brenda, who stays in her room, just lays down under the locked door and window. Like a bird in a golden cage, but it's worse than that! Brenda didn't even don't know what she was doing here or the people who helped her. She doesn't even have any communication tools to make some calls to her friend, even just one friend.

"Hah, I think I should be trapped in here than out there. No one wants me to live, even though I don't know if I can see sunshine for tomorrow?"

Click

A second later, someone opened Brenda's room and brought a food tray filled with lots of delicious and tempting food. "Eat that!" said that tall man glaring.

Brenda shouts in her mouth. She just stared plainly at that man. "Can I speak with Mr. Anthony once again?" asked Brenda.

"He's not home by now." Said the man leaves Brenda's room suddenly.

"W-wait …" Brenda comes closer.

"What is it?"

"C-can you tell me where is it?" asked Brenda in a low voice.

"Suburb of Dallas."

"W-what? S-suburb?" Brenda feels shocked.

No words and wasting time, Brenda has to be patient looking for the answer cause Anthony's henchman leaves Brenda's room immediately and locks her again.

"Suburb? Am I wrong to hear?" Brenda murmurs biting her thumb. "Argghhhhh, my mind goes blank! Oh, God what should I do? How can I end up like this?"

An hour later, Anthony arrived at his home and ordered his henchman to prepare one beautiful and big room for a special guest tonight. He goes upstairs and comes to Brenda's room. Opened the door and saw that the food was untouchable.

"Really bothersome." Anthony shook his head.

That feminist man saw Brenda sleeping calmy, he sat next to Brenda, gently caressing Brenda's soft face while stroking her beautiful wavy brunette hair.

"You're beautiful when you sleep, but like a tigress when you wake up. Who are you to make a guy like Aaron help you so hard."

Unknowingly, Anthony kissed Brenda's hair. The smell of fresh strawberries wafted from the crown of the girl's head. "You are beautiful and mysterious. What shall I do with you, Brenda?"

Brenda woke up, not knowing if Anthony just visited. On her side, Brenda saw a blue light strapless satin beautiful gown neatly folded on the brown nightstand. Surprised, Brenda immediately took the dress and opened it.

"It's beautiful. I can even see St. Tropez in this dress." Said Brenda unfurling the luxurious satin dress. "But wait a minute! Why ... why is there a dress in my room? Who put it down?" said Brenda, confused and kept looking at the dress.

Knock.. tock

Brenda turned her gaze to her bedroom door which was knocked suddenly. The knocking that didn't stop made Brenda hastily get up from her bed and head for her bedroom door.

"Why are you taking so long? I almost died waiting for you!" A person wearing a golden yellow ball gown with silver-white hair and a trilby hat of the same color as the dress worn while carrying a small folding fan and gloves.

"Y-You-" Brenda tilted her head, guessing who was in front of her.

"It's me, why haven't you changed your clothes too, huh?" asked straight someone looks like a royal lady outside Brenda's room.

"Eh, w-what are you doing, Miss? Who are you?" Brenda blocked someone who was about to take the blue dress on Brenda's nightstand.

"You don't need to know who I am. Most important …" that person glares at Brenda's nightgown. "This is the most beautiful gown I've seen. What a pity if I have to dump it into the trash or burn it." Smirk that person was delighted.

"Give it back!" cried Brenda.

"Why?" asked someone followed by a smirk. "Don't you want to use it? So why keep it? Better throw it away."

"No! Don't do that!" Brenda immediately took her dress by force.

"I-I'll wear it!" she said.

Someone immediately smiled and turned out of Brenda's room. "Hurry and change clothes, there is someone who wants to meet you."

"S-someone? Who?"

Before she could get an answer, "that person" left Brenda's room. Now, Brenda had no other choice but to comply. She also didn't know what this was all about or why she suddenly had to be in this place.

Not so long, Brenda who had changed clothes immediately came out of her room, slowly descended the wooden stairs, and saw many pairs of eyes that seemed to be having fun by her side, as if her presence was just a shadow.

'Good! Stay like this, no one will think you exist, Brenda because the truth is you never existed in this world.' Brenda mumbled slowly walking aimlessly and was looked at with scornful eyes by the people in the place.

"Hey, she's a new bitch madam, huh?" asked one of the men with a woman when he saw Brenda.

"Huh, whore? Don't dream! Just look at her face, dull and ragged! How can madam make her a prostitute!" said the woman who was next to the man with a cynical look.

'Oh my God, what ... did I hear right? S-slut? What ... what does this mean?' Brenda was getting scared and worried. "You came?"

Brenda ran into someone who had been in her room again, and she nodded. "Come on, follow me."

"Where to?" asked Brenda curiously.

"You'll find out too, hurry up! He hates waiting for the most!" said 'that person' hastening his pace.

Brenda and "that person" walked out of Anthony's mansion, walking towards a room that this time looked different from the one he had seen this morning. Flower gardens and mini fountains decorate the place which gives a little warmth and freshness. "S-sorry..."

"You have no right to speak, Brenda Carleta! Not until my guest has had your satisfaction!" firm "that person."

"W-what?" Brenda shuddered in horror, and the hairs on her neck even stood up. And now, she had arrived in front of a room with a red brick door in the middle of many palm trees with two garden lights on either side of the room.

"Well, come on in and make my guest happy! Remember Brenda, 'that person' is my important guest!" Brenda was abandoned and now she has to serve someone? What kind of joke is this? Brenda's hands were shaking, she was so scared, and closing her eyes she finally opened the door to the room.

"Welcome, Miss Brenda Carleta."