She had been cautioned about the types of guys who often visited the Dazzle Bar. She was informed of their determination and impulsiveness. In short, they were dangerous and spelled trouble.For any decent girl, the Dazzle Bar was off-limits. Boma, who had just turned eighteen, took the warning to heart and made a personal vow never to go there. She kept her promise until an unexpected event broke her silent resolve, changing her otherwise peaceful campus life.It was the night of Valentine's Day, and romance was the last thing on Boma's mind. But her roommate had other plans."Get up, let's go out. Everyone is out connecting," Hilda insisted impatiently.She was dressed in a stylish party dress, her makeup perfectly done. With her dark brown eyes, curly auburn hair, and a confident smile, Hilda, around nineteen, exuded a lively energy. Despite her enthusiasm, she maintained a cool-headed demeanor, always ready to have fun but with a calm and composed attitude. She was ready to leave b

She opened her mouth to speak, but no words came out. She had lied about the answers she gave him, ensuring that if he intended to cause her trouble, he wouldn't be able to find her.How could he know she was lying? Perhaps her fear was too visible, giving her away. To remedy the situation, she summoned her courage and let her hands drop to her sides, attempting to assume a more confident pose."I'm not lying," she said, her voice slightly more confident."Sit down," he said abruptly, startling her."I said, sit down," he repeated forcefully.Tentatively, she took the seat before him and folded her hands on the table. Just then, her phone started to ring.She immediately reached into her bag, sure it was Hilda even without checking."I didn't say you could answer," he told her, his eyes narrowing. Her panic rose."It's my friend. I'm supposed to meet her outside.""You'll talk to her after we're finished.""Please, she might be worried," Boma implored him.His eyes scrutinized her for

She attended classes the following day and could barely concentrate.The thought of meeting Donovan again was paramount in her mind.At some point during one of her lectures, she heard laughter and snapped out of her lost mind.Then she realized that the lecturer was staring at her. She had asked her a question and because she was in a blank state, her colleagues began to laugh at her situation."Where is your mind?" The woman asked."Sorry, Ma'am. I was just...""Daydreaming? Get out of my class. I don't encourage laxity.""Ma'am-" she began imploringly."I said leave."She gathered her books, threw them in her bag, and walked out to more giggles that ended after the lecturer asked who would be the next to leave.After leaving the class she stood outside the window and took notes.That was the way at Wilberforce Island University. It was like a jungle. Only the strong survived. You don't just go home because you were sent out of the class. You hang around and hope for mercy. If you'r

Boma's eyes lingered on the last line of the rule she had just read - My girl must be at least, above average.It increased her anxiety. She managed to control herself as her eyes traveled down to continue reading.3.No unnecessary closeness with any guy. No flirting either.No clubbing or partying without my knowledge or permission.If you're traveling for the weekend to be with your family, I must be aware.Don't even think of bagging an extra year in school. That means you can't fail an exam. Consider a C score, a fail. I will go through your test and examination results.She slowly lifted her gaze and stole a glance at him. He was relaxed on the chair and engaged with his phone.Unexpectedly, he lifted his eyes and met hers. She returned hers to the rules and continued reading.All-night reading at the theater is highly prohibited. Do your reading at the library or in your room.Wear your ring at all times, especially around campus. That is one error you want to pray that you ne

As he caressed her hand, she held her breath. She could feel her hands trembling in his."I've told you to relax," he said, his eyes fixed on the road."I am relaxed," she replied."You're not. I can feel your hand shaking. Relax. I won't hurt you. Never without reason."He squeezed her hand gently in his palm. It felt warm and pleasing. It helped her let go of some jitters."That's it. Relax." He encouraged. Then he raised her hand to his lips and kissed it before releasing her.She immediately covered it with her right hand again."Is there something on your mind that you will like to share?""No.""Is there something you need to tell me?""No.""Okay. Perhaps, it's something you need to confess?"She have him a furtive glance, wondering if he already knew and was just acting like he didn't. She didn't believe he knew. With his temper, he wouldn't be sounding this cool if that was the case."Nothing." She said."Hmm. Okay."She held onto her stand. It would be bad to draw attention