"But i love you," Ifeca said with tears streaming down from her eyes.
** THREE MONTHS EARLIER**
"I don't believe in love, i just think its for those ladies who just want a man to take care of them while they lazy about" Ifeca said sitting right before her dressing mirror touching up her makeup before she leaves for the club with her best friend Zoey. "I am rich, i don't need any man taking care of me. "Those days of holding unto men and watching them disappoint me is over" she said standing up from her spot, straightening her red gown "tell me babe, how do i look?"
Zoey whose eyes has always been on Ifeca while she wore her makeup, sat up straight, sizing her up from hair to toe, "best friend, can i be sincere with you?" She asked.
Waiting for no response from Ifeca she added "you look like you don't need to a man, they need you"
Ifeca proudly turned facing her mirror again "that's exactly the look i was going for" she said.
Ifeca is the only daughter of the billionaire CEO, who owns almost half of the city. Every profitable business in the city, Mr. Roman was partially or totally invested in it. From car manufacturing, to selling the cars as an already used vehicle, to selling car parts, real estate, hotels, clubs (the place where ifeca was headed to), he also owned the biggest farm in the state. The word on the street is that Mr. Roman was also venturing into the fashion world even though he owned an accumulative share of 30% from Gucci, Nike, Louis vuitton and Dolce and Gabana.
Ifeca takes after her dad in the business world. She started her fashion business and it really took off which made her Dad invest a huge sum of money and some of the millionaires who look up to Mr. Roman followed suit because they knew that 70 percent of his investment choices were always right.
Ifeca is free spirited lady who just knows when to work and when to have fun. Every friday she goes to one of her Dad's clubs and relaxes herself. She never knew that this particular Friday held something different in mind for her.
After the long light of dancing and drinking, she couldn't drive so she had to tell one of her Dad's security to drive her home.
It looked like she picked the wrong chaffeur. Seated where she was she had no idea that the guy who was driving her was her abductor. He has monitored her for months to observe her behaviour every friday and it seemed like his wait was worth it because this friday Ifeca was predictable.
She regained consciousness when the car pulled over in an abandoned underground parking lot, "where are we? Who are you?" She asked.
"I am Raul" he said and that was the last thing Ifeca remembered because he drugged her.
He carried her to his hideout. It was a room like a replica of her room at her recently acquired apartment. He wanted her to feel comfortable even though she was his captive.
After 3 hours she regained consciousness for the second time that day, to an environment that looked familiar which made her question if what happened to her three hours ago was just a dream.
She quickly rose up from the bed and ran straight for the door, she tried pulling the handle but it was shuf from the other end. She screamed and that was when it dawned on her that she may have been kidnapped but she thought her abductor must have held her hostage at her own home.
After 30 minutes though it seemed longer to Ifeca because she was tired from screaming for help.
Raul walked into the room with some hangover pills and a glass of water
"Who are you and why are you doing this to me?" She said with tears streaming down her cheeks.
I just want you to be comfortable, when i get what i want i will let you go. But i hope you are comfortable, we put a lot of effort to make this room a good replica of your room because we know that we will get what we want from your father but the question is how long it will take so we need you to be comfortable till then.
You psychopath, let me go or i will make you regret ever making this decision.
Hey princess, i know you are angry but how do you do it? Raul asked with a sincere look on his face.
Do what? She asked.
How do you look beautiful even when you are burning in anger? With that look on your face, i am more fearful of falling in love with you.
Ifeca knew it was stupid if her to think about this but she just couldn't ignore the fact that her abductor had the money beautiful blue eyes she had ever seen. His red lips was a really inviting bait.
"What do you want from my Dad?" She aksed.
I know you think its money, but there are things that are more important than money and its integrity. Once your father gives my family what rightfully belongs to us we will let you go. We just have to see how important you are to him.
What are you talking about? What papers do you want him to sign? She asked puzzled.
Thanks for reading this short but incomplete story.
Stay tuned as i narrate the outcome of the events shortly.