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Without a word, he rolled off her and stood at the foot of the bed, bare chested. Then he turned on the light, brightening up the cozy bedroom. It was a contrast to the tension between the two at the moment.

"You're going to talk, Boma." He said. "Because I can tell, he said something to you."

"He did not." She cried out. "I swear, Ronald did not say anything to me."

He turned away from her and moved to the closet.

She sat up in alarm as she saw what he was doing. It was an all too familiar scene. The determined look, the tightened jaw, the stony gaze, the menacing belt he was retrieving and folding in half.

She didn't want to go back to that life again. She began shaking her head fervently. Then she recoiled to the headboard of the bed.

"No, D please, you promised."

He took slow determined steps as he approached her.

"Tell me what Ronald said to you, or I am prepared to go back on my word tonight."

"Please." She whined. "He did not..."

"I'm not playing with you, Boma. You kn