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After shedding tears for a while, Boma managed to put herself together and sat down on the immaculately tiled floor. It felt cold because of the air-conditioning.At the same time, the burning ache on her bum intensified, so she quickly rose to her feet.Her eyes scanned the ornately decorated bedroom. She was looking for nothing in particular. She had nothing to do and had no choice but to observe her environment.Nothing in the fancy decor interested her. She wanted to return to her hostel but she knew she was stuck there. Slowly, she let herself wander around the room.She saw his engineering kits stacked neatly on a large table. She saw his books occupying a shelf with enough room left for more books.She saw his timetable plastered on the wall before his reading table.She saw pictures of him posing with his friends on the wall. She saw a family portrait with him, a little girl and boy of about 10 who had his eyes and a pretty girl around her age. This one had brown eyes. They m
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Donovan watched her, observing her fear as he kept beckoning her forward."Boma," he said. "Yes." "Come here." Boma remained still, frozen by fear. "I said come here." He beckoned her again. "Are you angry?" She could not tell. A dark glint in his eyes made her suspect that he was angry.The confusion scared her more than the assurance. It would have been better if he was clearly showing his anger. At least, that way, she would have an idea of what to expect. "I'm not angry. Just come closer." He urged. "Come on, scoot yourself forward." She shook her head. "I didn't mean to say- I didn't mean to say what I just said." "Draw closer, Boma. Don't make me repeat that." His tone was stern now. She carefully scooted herself close to him, struggling to control a threatening uprising storm of jitters. "Now, repeat what you just said to me a few seconds ago." "I said that... that if you're free to see others, then I am also free to...to do the same." she stuttered. "I see. And her
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His lips met her neck, kissing, sucking, and licking. His fingers gently caressed her ears. To her surprise, she started to feel pleasant feelings dancing across her skin.He gently nipped the skin of her neck with his teeth and a soft moan escaped her lips.Before she could dwell on the shame that flooded her as a result of the moan, he claimed her lips with a kiss.She clamped her mouth shut, pressing her lips together to fight off his kiss. His mouth came to her ear immediately and his hoarse voice filled her ear with a whisper. "I don't expect you to respond to my kiss. After all, you've not even known how to kiss, but I expect you to keep your lips steady and available for me. Do it now."She obeyed and released her lips. "Good girl." He praised and claimed it again with a gentle kiss. He gently nipped at her bottom lip, brushing his lips against hers, teasing the surface with his lips until finally, he invaded and started exploring her lips with his tongue, stopping when a slig
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He left her in the room and she lay tensed up on the bed, expecting his return. As time went forward with no sign of his return she managed to fall asleep.She woke up in the morning to his hand caressing her face."Good morning, sleepy head." He greeted, sounding good-natured."Good morning." She responded, not returning the favor. She knew she sounded begrudging. He didn't seem to mind as he kissed her forehead."Get up. You need to prepare for breakfast.""I need to go home.""Home or hostel?" He asked."Hostel.""Good. Your hostel is not your home.""I know, but that's my home here.""Don't we all feel that way?""So it's not a problem if I call it home, right? Since you agree with me?""No, it's not. But I got what I wanted. You fell into conversation mode."Her brows furrowed at his jibe and he smirked at her and she took the moment to observe he was wearing a night robe over his PJs because of the cold."I want to go home." She declared and gasped as he pulled her up roughly t
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"Shut the hell up!" The girl shouted, dragging Boma's hair."Abigail, stop that!" Donovan cautioned the girl but she kept on dragging Boma's hair.Boma cried out in pain as she struggled, her eyes shut tightly because of the pain.Donovan drew forward and separated them."Fucking slut!" Abigail cursed out at Boma."Stop it!" Donovan cautioned her again."No. She's a fucking whore!"The insults got to Boma. Donovan's grip on her wrist was mild so she easily slid free and threw herself against Abigail with all her might.Her move was so swift and unexpected that Abigail and Donovan were stunned.Abigail landed on the ground on her side. Boma seized the moment of her helplessness to sit on her and proceed with raining slaps and blows on her face.Abigail screamed in pain. "Get off me!" She cried out. "Get off me, you whore. Donovan, do something, please.""You -are -the-whore!" Boma yelled, punctuating each word with a blow. She continued her assault on Abigail for a few seconds until sh
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"Maybe you should just turn back time," Boma mumbled. "What did you say?" Donovan questioned darkly. She looked up at him with tear-filled eyes. "Maybe you should just turn back time," she repeated with a cry. "What do you mean by that?" He demanded with brows furrowed darkly. "You brought this upon me. If you had not forced me into your life, this would never have happened."His face registered fury."I chose you as mine and that is that. You will cease to complain about this issue. Do you understand me?"Even though she was frightened, she decided to speak out in resistance. Her chin lifted with defiance as she stared at him.He ignored her defiant look. "I said, do you understand me?" He repeated."I do not accept it. I never really did, so let me go now. Release me. I-I don't-I don't-" her voice began to waver horribly as he began unleashing his belt."Keep talking." He said, folding it in half."I don't-I don't-" she began, but paused as he took a step forward. At this poi
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She had no choice but to sit down. She did it slowly already sniffling softly because she knew it would hurt. Biting pain stung her bottom as she sat down. Her eyes filled with tears that began slipping down her face. He drew out a plate, put a couple of bread slices in it, and added the omelet. Then he made tea from the hot water in the flask and set it before her. "Start eating." He told her, a stoic expression on his face. The others at the table were eating already. Both seemed oblivious to her plight. One of them gave her a pitiful look. Even in her state, she knew he was feeling sorry for her. He was the same guy who had opened the door while she was locked in Donovan's room. Their eyes met for a few seconds before he shifted his eyes and focused on his food. She picked up the bread with shaky hands. She had no appetite. She sniffled tearfully as she took a bite. Donovan hissed impatiently, startling her. More tears flowed down her face. "That's it." He said roughly. "I d
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In class, Boma managed to concentrate as the lecturer analyzed the book -Little Snake and Little Frog. Boma thought about the story. The little snake and little frog were friends until the snake's mom found out her child's friend was a frog. She advised her child to eat it and not play with her food. Coincidentally, Frog's mum also found out her child's friend was a snake. She advised her child to stay away and not be an easy meal. Both friends adhered to the advice given to them. Playtime came and the snake called out to the frog but the frog won't venture close. The snake tried to trick the frog into coming close, saying they were friends but the frog's response to the snake was, 'What your mother told you, my mother also told me.' Boma found the frog's response perfect. She wished that in her situation, a piece of simple advice from her parents would save her. Maybe it would, but she didn't want to bother them and make them worry. Boma tried to ignore the threatening looks that
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