All Chapters of Donovan : Chapter 41 - Chapter 50

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 crossed and

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 make her

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 Ronald 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 proud

Donovan continued his speech as she pensively listened to him, unable to take her eyes off him. Most times, Boma often caught herself staring at him or stealing glances at him. She knew it was due to his attractive looks.If she had met him on a normal ground, she knew that she would have fallen for him on sight, but unfortunately, it didn't happen that way. Yet even as she marveled at his looks, she was scared of him at the same time because of how he was.If they had met on normal grounds, even with his looks and money, the knowledge that he was in a fraternity would have sent her running away from him, just like she was already planning to do now.Her plans frightened her, because she knew if he found out, she would end up being in serious trouble. But she had to do it. She could not be in a forced relationship.His eyes locked with hers for a few seconds and she swallowed hard with dread. For a moment she felt as if he might know of her plans already and was just bidding time to p

Boma, exhausted by Donovan's attentions fell asleep in no distant time. She eventually woke up several times during the night to find Donovan asleep. He seemed exhausted too.She found herself stealing looks at his sleeping face after returning from the bathroom where she went to ease herself.She furtively studied his face as she lay down beside him. When he slept, he looked peaceful and innocent. He often used a sleeping eye mask, so she could only see half of his face, making him look daunting even at rest.She shut her eyes as he stirred during her observation. She felt his hand pulling her close to himself so he could cradle her head against his chest. It made her feel cherished. Too bad he was not gentle all the time. Too bad he didn't ask her out like any normal guy would. Too bad he forced her hand. Too bad he was who he was. For all those reasons, she would always seek freedom.The night gave way to a brand-new day that eventually rolled off into the afternoon. That was when