Boma quickly explained what had happened at the phone store the previous day. She told him about how a girl entered the restroom and chatted with her randomly and hugged her, after which she noticed that the ring was gone. And by the time she returned to the store, the girl was already gone. Hearing her explanation, Donovan felt a different anger taking over him. At first, when he discovered her finger without the ring, he thought it was a show of disobedience. That thought pissed him off. But now that he had discovered the truth from her mouth, he was getting more pissed off. “And you’re telling me this now because?” he asked sharply. He was trying to put a reign on his temper because he had promised himself to be patient with her especially as this was her first time in his family home. But she was trying his patience. Boma was tongue-tied, seeing his rising fury but she managed to open her mouth. “I--I was going to tell--” she began and cried out as her face became hot, a sha
Boma was aware of the car slowing down as he parked it by the curb on a busy-looking street. She did not dare to look his way.Anxiety was already overwhelming her but she managed to keep her composure and communicate with her father.Her father sympathized with her over the unfortunate incident and asked how she got the phone she was currently using to speak with him.Boma explained that a friend of hers from school bought it for her.“That’s good.” He said. “Your friend is a male or female?”“Male.” She replied. She was done with lying for the moment. It was not doing her any good.“Okay. But please be careful and focus on your education. Okay?”“Okay. Where is Mama?”“In the bathroom.”“Okay. Please send her my love.”“I will. How is school?”“School is fine.”“So where are you right now?”“I’m at…” she hesitated, wondering if speaking the truth would be wise. Who knows, her dad might be able to help her situation. But she quickly decided she didn’t want her parents to worry. She d
At Donovan’s words, Boma’s body shuddered with dread. “I swear, I won’t ever lie to you again.” She said desperately, the words leaving her mouth in a rush. “I promise that…” “I remember saying that I don’t want to hear your voice.” He interrupted brusquely, silencing the torrent of promises that her mouth was running a mile a minute to make, fueled by her fear. When the car reached the security gate, a bland looking but fit security guard in his late forties emerged from the security house close to the gate. He drew close to the gate and granted them entry upon seeing Donovan, who let down his side window and stopped just inside. The man’s hands had come together in a sign of prayer, begging for Donovan’s attention, hence his pause. After securing the gate, he hurried over to talk to Donovan. Boma kept to herself, facing her side window as she dreaded the coming moments. Still, she listened to the two’s conversation. In her opinion, the security guard was overly polite, asking h
As Boma lay there giving herself hope, she heard Donovan’s voice, demanding her attention. “Boma.” “Yes.” She managed to answer. “Right now, it’s not just ‘yes’ anymore. Whenever you decide to get out of line and find yourself in this unfortunate situation, I will become ‘Sir’ to you. When you behave well, I’ll be your devoted boyfriend. I’ll be Donovan to you. Have I made myself clear?” “Yes.” “Are you being serious right now?” He asked pointedly. She paused, confused about his question. But the confusion quickly cleared out as she came to understand his expectation. “Yes Sir.” She immediately corrected herself. “Good.” He praised her, impressed by her quick grasp of what he expected to hear. “Place your hands before you.” He instructed. “I don’t want to whip them, just your butt, all right?” “Yes sir.” She responded and placed her hands before her on the ground. She found she had no problem addressing him like that on demand. She was that afraid of him. “Keep your ankles cr
Their destination was a well-known flamboyant hotel with a restaurant inside. The compound was serene and flowery with fountains and natural well-kept grass in some areas. After he parked the car in the scenic parking lot, they locked eyes in the rearview mirror. “Please, I cannot go down and eat.” She pleaded. “Does it still hurt?” Was he kidding? She thought with indignation. He just whipped her senseless and he was asking such a question? Really, how heartless can he be? She nodded in response to his question. “Okay. I will get our food so we can eat inside the car. How does that sound?” “Fine. Thank you.” Boma was grateful he didn’t get difficult about the situation and was showing swift understanding. “What will you have?” “Anything.” “I have told you before. Anything is nothing.” “Okay. Please, I’ll have whatever you’re having. I cannot seem to make any choice right now.” “Fine. Stay put. I’ll be right back.” He left and Boma tried to get comfortable. She was disapp
After their meal he took her to a shopping complex and held her close, supporting her as they walked to a boutique. There, he shopped for a dinner gown and after trying a few, he selected a black one with some gold touches. It was an elegant piece that she tried on in the privacy of the changing room. She looked stunning in the dress and Donovan kept staring at her, speechless. Then he rose and drew close to her. He walked around her and stood behind her. She felt his presence behind her, overwhelming. His voice floated to her ears, husky. “You look perfect. I am fascinated. You’re so beautiful and mine.” His hands came around her and cupped her breasts in his hands. She sucked in a sharp breath at his intimate touch and felt his lips on the nape of her neck. His fingers gently played with her nipples for a few seconds and she felt them harden under his arousing touch. The pain in her butt was reducing further and she could feel minor occasional throbbing down there, enough to ma
Boma drew close to the two. As she reached them, the man opened his arms inviting her for a hug. She went into his arms, feeling self-conscious but a bit relaxed because of his warm reception. She reminded herself to stay guarded. She already suspected him of being a bad influence on his grandson, so it would be wise for her to maintain caution. She managed to stop herself from inhaling his aromatic perfume. She had come to know that wealthy people often smelled great. They never hesitated to purchase high-end things. It reminded her of Donovan who had not hesitated to consider buying her an expensive phone. After the brief hug, Ronald looked at his grandson with pride. “She is so beautiful.” He said approvingly. “You have good eyes for lovely things, just like your grandpa.” Donovan smirked at Boma and gave her a quick wink before responding to his father with a smug expression on his face. “You can say that again, Grandpa.” Ronald nodded with a satisfied countenance and smile
Boma didn’t give much thought to her response to Roland’s acceptance of her. She knew the natural response she had to give.“Thank you, Sir,” she said. She didn’t see what else she could say. She was disappointed in Donovan for talking about her punishment so openly with his grandfather.It was unexpected, unacceptable, and humiliating. Didn’t he know that? Didn’t he have the tiniest care about her feelings?She studied him to see if he would show any sign of remorse. She saw a relaxed guy, completely in his element. He caught her searching gaze and she was expecting to see some sign of remorse but to her surprise, he shamelessly gave her a wink and focused on pouring himself a glass of water.She turned her attention away from him and focused on the man as well. She took note of his green eyes for the first time. They were akin to Donovan’s. Donovan had the man's handsome features. It was clear from the first look. Whenever Ronald looked at Donovan it was easy to see that he was prou