MasukCindy pov I should have slapped him. That was my first thought when Drego said he wanted to ālieā with me.After everything, after tying me up, after humiliating me, after dragging my name into this madness.He had the nerve, and yet⦠When he said it, my body betrayed me in the worst way possible.Four months. Four long, dry, frustrating months. Four months of sleeping alone, of pretending I didnāt miss the weight of a man beside me. Of acting strong while my nerves were constantly on edge, of wanting David to just look at me the way a man looks at a woman. Not like a boss studying performance reports, but a man who was sexually attracted to a woman. I wanted David, I wanted his steadiness, his protection, and how orderly he was. But desire doesnāt follow logic, he was yet to see me and I wonder if he ever wouldBut Drego? Drego was reckless, and even though he was emotional baggage, he was the type of man who didnāt ask permission with his eyes. The type who made you feel wanted
DREGOās POVThe news was everywhere.Television screens in my apartment, Blogs, news notifications, and police statements.Cindyās face stared back at me from every platform where the news was broadcast, like she was some princess in distress.Thrive Treasury secretary is missing!!!I sat back in my chair while Jide read updates from his phone to me.āBoss⦠this thing is becoming so serious,ā he said carefully. āI think itās not just the police anymore, David activated his private security. Theyāre tracing movements, and checking cameras across districts.āI rubbed my jaw slowly. David never did anything halfway. If he were personally involved, this would escalate quickly, more than I expected.āYou guys made sure to deactivate CCTv footage on the night she was abducted right?āāYes, sir we did. For two hours it didnāt function, until we were doneā Jide replied assuredBefore I could respond, my phone rang, I checked and it was Elena. I smirked before picking up. āTo what do I owe th
DAVIDās POVI went home late Friday night with a headache pounding behind my eyes. The business dinner, the long drive. And then thereās Cindy whoās been silent and cold the entire day, it all felt strangely connected, but I brushed it off. She was emotional since Thursday; maybe she was just going through the normal woman moments and needed her time. But by Saturday morning, something felt wrong, very wrong.I unlocked my laptop at 8:45 a.m., ready to review the financial summaries Cindy usually uploaded every morning without fail. She never missed a deadline, not even once since the day I hired her.Except today. Her folder was empty. I refreshed and rechecked after an hour, still nothing. I checked my email, also empty. I got agitated. āCindy⦠what are you doing?āShe was efficient, overly meticulous. If she didnāt send files, then something was definitely off.I dialed her number. Ring⦠ring⦠Then her voicemail clicked on.āThatās odd,ā I muttered. She always picked up her phone,
DREGOās POVI couldnāt sleep well for days. Every time I closed my eyes, all I saw was Cindy standing in that boutique with her loud mouth, pointing at me like I was some cheap loser who had nothing better to do than chase her around Los Angeles. The embarrassment, the way the salesgirls stared at me, the way Elena looked at me like I disgusted her, kept replaying, burning, and stinging my mind.No woman had ever bruised my ego before. But Cindy? She stabbed right through it, and I wasnāt going to let it go. Not this time, she needs to learn a few lessons My boysāJide, Malaki, and Collinsāsat in my living room as I paced back and forth, still feeling that helpless anger bubbling in my chest.āShe humiliated me,ā I said, slamming my fist on the table. āIn front of Elena, her workers. She said words she shouldnāt have, spat on my face, and compared me to David. Imagine the effrontery.āJide, the calm one, nodded slowly. āBoss, we understand, but we need a plan if we must apprehend her
ELENA POVMy anger was boiling to the point that my fingers trembled. I couldnāt believe Cindy had the audacity to embarrass me in front of my own staff. And now Drego was standing here like a wounded saint.āDrego,ā I breathed, holding the counter for balance, āplease leave.āHe stepped closer, voice low and troubled.āElena, youāre making a mistake. Listen to meā¦āāNo,ā I snapped. āI donāt want to hear anything.āHis eyes flashed. āCindy is lying to you. You think Iād ever sneak into her house? For what?āāAnd the wound?ā I pointed at the bandage on his hand. āExplain that.āHe hesitated for a second.My heart sank. āExactly.āāElena, stop,ā he said sharply. āIt was a fight. A guy came to my lounge yesterday to cause trouble. A broken glass, rising chaos and I handled it. Thatās all.āI folded my arms, unimpressed. āWow, such a Convenient story.āHe gritted his teeth. āSo you believe her over me?āāI donāt believe anybody, Iām tired Drego, I really am. Can we call this quits, letās
CINDYās POVMelisa had barely stepped into her apartment before she started screaming my name like she had fire burning her tongue.āCINDYYYYY! You wonāt believe what I just saw today!āI walked out of the guest room tying my scarf. āWhat is it again? Who annoyed you this time?āShe dropped her handbag dramatically on the couch. āElena.āThat one name alone made my stomach tighten. These days I donāt even want to hear that name again, it upsets me.āWhat about her?āMelisa sat, crossed her legs, and leaned forward like a gossip reporter.āI went to her boutique today, and guess who I saw coming there⦠in broad daylight⦠like he owned the building?āI blinked. āWho?āāDrego.āMy jaw dropped. āYouāre lying.āāCindy, I was standing right there! And guess what? Elena pretended to me like she didnāt know him. She even rushed me out like I was disturbing something.āI stood slowly, heart racing.āShe pretended⦠not to know Drego?āāYes! And she acted like he was just an ordinary guest, as i







