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Drake's POV As I woke up and became conscious of my environment, the first thing I noticed was the smell of fresh linen s d a faint hint of lavender that refused to leave the linen. I opened my eyes slowly, it was blurry at first then after a repeated blinking of chasing the haze of sleep off my eyes, it was better. The shadow of someone moving around caught my attention, someone was in the room with me. I turned slowly to see Valerie, she was busy arranging my clothes quietly and just tidying up the place. I tried sitting up but I was hit with another wave of dizziness which caused me, forcing me to stop. My head felt like it had been hit by a fast truck as my head throbbed heavily. I slowly regained memories of last night from the bar to the truth I learnt and the confrontation with Charlotte which led to something I can't explain. Why did I collapse?“Oh, you are awake," I heard Valerie say to me softly as she turned away from me to fold the last piece of shirt who h she placed
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Drake's POV As twisted and complicated as it were I got into my car and revved my way through the blurred yet familiar streets.My knuckles tightened as I grabbed onto the wheels, thoughts swirling through my mind.If Charlotte wasn't at her family's company, then were else could she had drifted to after the confrontation. Was she scared that ur would played out according to her sole expectations? What was rampaging through her mind when I saw that spark of deciet before I blacked out last night. What is she up to and why does she want to ruin herself and my reputation by vanishing off sight.I arrived at my apartment in a jiffy. I turned off the engine,my anger rising to a thousand degrees and rushed into the house,my eyes darted around the house with hopes of catching a slight glimpse of Charlotte. But there was none. I ran my fingers through my hair trying to calm the fiery rage planning to explode out of me.My thoughts wandered to Valerie. Suddenly acting cold and giving off t
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Valerie's POV The music was low and heartfelt leaving a throbbing effect of ecstasy on my heart as soon as I walked through the tavern’s door. The bar reeked of alcohol, smoke puffs and different body collagen. Jasmine had earlier called me out to meet her and I wondered why. My eyes darted around until it caught Jasmine who was seated on a barstool at the east wing of the bar. Her black hair which now wore a blonde shade fell over her shoulders. Her shot hung midair as soon as our gazes met. A smile beautified her lips.She quickly waved at me and I walked over and sat across from her. I picked up a shot and downed the entire content at a go. The fluid burned down my throat and I immediately felt lightheaded. As if a burden has been lifted off my shoulders.“What happened to your hair?." I asked with a hint of admiration and surprise.Jasmine chuckled heartily.“I've been dying to have a new look so I decided to have it done today. " She uttered cheerfully.“How do I look?." She ask
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Drake's POV I stood by the window, my gaze transfixed on the sun's descent into the western horizon. Warm rays caressed my face, soothing my frazzled nerves as the gentle evening breeze rustled the curtains. My tense muscles began to unwind, releasing the weight of worry that had been bearing down on me.As the sky transformed into a kaleidoscope of oranges and pinks, I felt a fleeting sense of calm wash over me. But beneath the serenity, a nagging unease lingered. Charlotte's disappearance still bothered me, and the passing hours only intensified my anxiety.With a heavy sigh, I turned away from the window, my eyes scanning the room as if searching for answers. The silence seemed oppressive, a constant reminder of her absence. I had gotten the police department informed and they had promised an effective response before the end of the day and I was just yet to receive any news. Still lost in thought,I didn't hear a soft knock on my door untill my door gently creaked open. A maid wa
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Drake's POV I sped into the company's parking lot, my tires screeching against the tarred road. I pulled up beside a sleek BMW, killed the engine, and jumped out of my car. With a sense of urgency, I headed into the office to meet Sam, the lead expert from the cellular analysis and tracking team.As I entered the building, the cool air conditioning enveloped me, a stark contrast to the warmth of the evening. The receptionist looked up, her eyes widening slightly as she took in my frazzled expression."How may I help you?" she asked, concern etched on her face."I need to see Sam," I replied, my voice firm but laced with desperation. "I need his service. I need him to track down someone's location"She nodded, gesturing to the door. "He's inside his office."I pushed open the door to Sam's office, and he stood up from behind his desk, a mix of curiosity and concern on his face.“Good day, Mr Sam Larry." " Good day Mr ___?.” Sam cocked his head, asking a question." Mr Drake.” I repli
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Drake's POV Rage and anger wrestled within me. Why couldn't Charlotte say the simple truth and spare me the agony. Her evasiveness fueled my frustration.“ Give me one candid reason why I should believe that you are not related to that little girl?.” Charlotte's eyes darted away, avoiding mine. She crossed her legs and her shoulders squared in self defense.“ I have repeatedly told you over the phone, Drake . I am not related to the little girl." Charlotte emphasized,her voice firm." Don't make this harder than it already is.” I threatened,my eyes narrowing and impatience simmered within me.“Why can't you just believe me Drake or is it Because Valerie told you about it or because you don't want to trust me." She questioned,her eyes narrowed down in curiosity.“ Don't twist this conversation Charlotte." I warned,my index finger pointing accusingly at her. “ But let me warn you.” I continued. “ If I find out you've been lying to me, I wouldn't hesitate to throw your things out of
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Valerie's POV I felt the tension building up. Drake's accusations against Charlotte caused my lips to curl in a sinister grin. As I stood eavesdropping on their heated argument and Charlotte's efforts to get Drake to have sex with her, I couldn't help but marvel at how low she belittled herself.I lingered close to the wooden door listening as the tension between Drake and Charlotte escalated. Drake's accusations sliced through the air, each one a delicious blow to Charlotte's crumbling facade.A sinister grin spread across my face. Charlotte's desperation was palpable, her attempts to seduce Drake pathetic."How low will she stoop?" I wondered, my mind reveling in her misery.Charlotte's words dripped with seduction, but Drake's rejection only fueled her frustration. I savored every moment, my heart swelling with triumph.This was exactly what she deserved. Humiliation. Sheer disgrace.This was my chance to dismantle whatever Charlotte thought Drake had towards her. I would exploit
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Valerie's POV The Simpsons restaurant and bar. Located northeast of the City, luxurious and a wonder to behold.I stepped in. My jaw dropped, my eyes darted around quickly, taking note of the marvel before me. This was my first visit to the bar and I vowed to sightsee and check it out. Top-notch interior design,a sprawling display of premium drinks : wines, beers and ales and wonderful, warm and inviting lighting.The aroma of fine wine filled the air, teasing my senses. Soft music floated above the hum of conversations from the customers , adding to the warmth that embraced me.The bar was jam-packed, bustling with activities, every table occupied.On the east wing of the bar,sat Ron, his gaze fixed on the content in his phone, his expression intense.A shiver ran down my spine as our gazes met. He beckoned me over.I walked over and took a seat opposite him. As I sat, Ron's gaze didn't leave me,it seemed to bore into my soul. I fidgeted a bit,my palms growing sweaty. I looked aroun
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