After reading the message, Boma froze in shock for a few seconds. She continued to stare blankly at the note for a few more seconds before managing to recollect herself.
For the first time, she slowly began to observe her environment. She saw no one paying particular attention to her.
She also took note of a section marked as VIP for the first time. It was separated by a partition made with fancy peek-through woods.
She tried to get a good view of the section but it was difficult because the woods ran up a bit high even if she rose to her feet.
She quickly folded the note and stuck it inside her pocket. Her heart was thundering.
Her friend had warned her not to come here but she had come just because of foolish pride. Well, she had been jolted back to reality. She didn't think it was too late to leave the place.
Hopefully, she wasn't being watched by the interested party.
She dialed her friend's line and waited for her to receive it. Luckily, her friend picked up the phone on time.
"Hilda." She said urgently without waiting for Hilda to say a word.
"What? Is everything alright?"
"Don't come to Dazzle. I'm already on my way out. I'm sorry I came here
"
"It's okay. I am almost there already. You sound breathless. Are you okay?"
"Yes," Boma answered, rising to her feet.
Acting like the music in the bar was interfering with her conversation, she carefully grabbed her bag and walked away from the table, heading towards the exit. "I will meet you outside the bar. I am already walking outside."
"Great. Okay. I will meet you there."
Boma tried not to move furtively as she headed outside. Once she was at the terrace, she walked forward, avoiding the people trying to get into the bar, as well as a couple of guys in rough dark jackets who were hanging outside the bar. As she tried to walk past them, both moved, subtly trapping her between them.
She paused, her heart thundering aloud as both casually placed a hand on each of her shoulders, causing her to pause.
She looked up at them with fear in her eyes.
"Let me go."
"Our point one wants to see you." One of them calmly informed her.
"I don't want to see anyone. I am not interested."
"You can't leave without seeing him." The other guy informed her with the same calm tone. "If you want to enjoy peace on this campus, you better come with us now. He doesn't like to be kept waiting."
"What do you want from me?"
"That's none of our concern."
"I will scream." Boma threatened and felt something cold and steely resting firmly below her waist.
Looking down, she saw that it was a gun that one of the guys was holding to her skin.
She froze, the hairs on her skin rising.
"Cooperate and you won't be hurt ." His partner informed her.
She nodded, left with no choice as she allowed them to lead her back into the bar.
Once inside, they led her to the VIP section.
***
Seated in his seat, Donovan looked at the girl beside him.
The VIP section was occupied by just him and his guys because he had paid for it. It was theirs for the night. He liked it that way. It was perfect for his comfort.
"You're done for the evening." He said to her.
"But the night just started." She protested.
"I don't care. Leave. Tell your point one we had a good time."
"But we didn't."
"Tell her whatever you wish. But just get out before I lose my temper."
The girl rose quickly as Boma and his guys entered the section.
Boma noticed that the Point One was dominating the grandest-looking chair in the VIP section.
Her breath caught in her throat. She had expected to see a scary, rough, and scarred guy in baggy clothes with a face cap worn backward.
What she saw was a tall, drop-dead gorgeous guy with alluring light green eyes. He had a firm chin, broad shoulders, and toned abs, his embodiment of attractiveness encased in dark fitted jeans and an equally dark short-sleeve shirt that revealed the tattoo of a butterfly.
She also noticed the dark slip-ons he wore. Everything he wore was dark and so was the daunting look on his face. He was what they called a handsome devil, no doubt and now, she was in his lair.
It was a shame that she admired his attractiveness even as her heart remained thundering because, despite his handsome features, he was scary.
Donovan's eyes rested on the scared girl's face as her eyes managed to meet his for a few seconds before falling to the floor, floating back up and resting on his chest.
The girl he had dismissed eyed Boma from head to toe with disdain.
"Are you sending me away because of this girl?" She asked, pointing at Boma.
Donovan rose like a bolt of lightning and grabbed the girl's arm roughly, making her wince. "Get out." He ordered darkly, his cultured and dark rich voice, low, but they all heard him. "Do not make me hurt you, Rose, understand?"
Boma lifted her gaze and managed to watch the altercation even as her heart kept hammering with fright.
Rose nodded and he released her roughly.
She gave Boma one last derisive look before strutting out of the section.
Donovan took his seat and Boma carefully avoided his gaze.
"Please, I want to go home." She said, addressing him without looking at him, due to her fear. "I don't want any trouble."
Donovan gestured for his guys to step aside and they did, leaving her facing him alone. As if, they had just left her vulnerable, she hugged herself nervously.
"Please, I want to go home."
"Look at me." He said quietly and allowed her a few seconds to gather courage and meet his gaze.
"You're in year one, right?"
"Yes." She confirmed.
"What's your name?"
"Esther." She answered without thinking. "Esther Titus."
"Hmm. What faculty are you in?"
"Science."
"What department?"
"Geology."
"So you're a Geology student?"
"Yes."
He stared at her for a while. Her heart kept thundering.
"Are you a good girl?"
Taken aback by the question, she was dumbfounded.
"I asked you a question."
"I don't understand what..."
"Yes or no?"
"I like to think that I am a good..."
"Yes or no?"
"Yes."
"So why are you lying to me?"
She opened her mouth and tried to speak, but no words left her mouth. She had lied about the answers she gave him, so that should he be serious about causing her trouble, he would not be able to find her.How could he know that she was lying? Perhaps her fear was too visible, giving her away. To remedy her situation, she summoned courage, and let her hands drop to her sides in an attempt to assume a more confident pose."I'm not lying." She said in a slightly more confident tone."Sit down." He said abruptly, startling her."I said sit down." He said forcefully.Tentatively, she took the seat before him and folded her hands before her. Just then her phone started to ring.She immediately reached into her bag."I didn't say you could answer." He told her and her eyes widened with rising panic."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 narrowed at her for a few seconds while
Boma sat across from Hilda as they had lunch in the cafeteria the next day.As Hilda ate, Boma picked at her food. Occasionally, she would stare at the ring on her finger. It reminded her of Donovan. She didn't like it. But she was scared of removing it, because of his warning."Try and stop worrying," Hilda advised. "Eat your food.""I just can't.""I warned you not to go there. Now you've ended up getting noticed by a fraternity guy. And the worst of it is that you got a point one? Do you know how serious this is?""Would you stop giving me the 'I told you so' lecture? If you want me to apologize a thousand times, I would.""Look, I'm sorry. I just want you to be fine.""Scolding me and telling me not to worry at the same time, without offering a solution is not so good for me.""I'm not talking this way because there is no solution."Boma's eyes lighted up with hope at her friend's words."Do you have a solution?""Relax. As a year two student, I know some things. My course mate is
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 remained silent, thinking she would rather be anywhere than there.His free finger reached for her cheek, softly caressing it. She resisted the urge to flinch or reject his touch."Do you understand me?"She nodded. "Yes."He studied her face for a few seconds. She maintained eye contact for those few seconds. At that moment she was lost in the beauty of his eyes. Then she reminded herself that his beauty was just a perfect cover he was blessed with to hide his badass side."Tell me something. I mean, tell me the truth, how many boyfriends have you had?"His question was direct but still plunged her into an ocean of confusion.As he continued to wait expectantly for her response, she had to answer."Many." She forced a smile. It had been a joke. She didn't even know why she was responding that way. An inner voice told her it was a lame attempt at putting in some confidence. She agreed with the inner voice.A frown furrowed his brow."What's that supposed to mean?""I cannot coun
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
The kiss went on for a few more seconds. Boma didn't know how long she could keep still under his arousing onslaught. She could barely move, anyway. He had her immobile.Donovan had no intentions of letting her go until he got what he wanted. A small moan of surrender escaped her lips and when he heard it, he released her with satisfaction. That was what he had been waiting for.She looked at him with dazed eyes again, her breathing fast from being thoroughly kissed.She set her eyes on his chest, her face colored with embarrassment."Are you a virgin?" He asked, wanting verbal confirmation.She started to nod, decided against it, and stayed silent."I asked you a question."Her eyes remained on his chest."Do not make me repeat myself."She snapped out of her silence and nodded."I want words.""Yes.""Hmm. Even though I suspected correctly, it's still a bit surprising in this era. Nonetheless, I like it."She didn't say anything. She pressed her lips together, wishing she was anywhe
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
After a few seconds of silence, her fear prompted her to voice her immediate concern."Please- D, please where are we going?""You'll return to your hostel in the morning. Don't worry. Tomorrow is a lecture-free day, so congratulations on picking the right time to test me.""I didn't mean to lie." Her words came out in a rush due to her heightened state of anxiety."Oh, now she admits the truth." He said mindlessly. "How honorable. I'm impressed.""I won't do it again." She fervently promised."Yeah. After I'm done with you." He declared.Her mouth began working a mile a minute to explain herself."Please, I'm sorry. I forgot the ring on my bed. I was going to wear it before getting out but I was running late and forgot it in my haste. It wasn't intentional.""A point one's girl must always wear her ring. You need that driven into you.""No. Please, it won't happen again." She pleaded. "I promise it won't." God, she was so scared."You're right, it won't. " His tone was uncompromising