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At Donovan’s pronouncement, Boma stared at him, incredulous. What on earth was he talking about? He had to be joking. “You look shocked.” he was amused at her speechlessness. But he wasn’t surprised at her reaction. It was normal given the circumstances. “Why are you shocked?” “Young guys barely talk about marriage.” She replied and he scoffed. “Hmm. I know right?” he shrugged mindlessly. “But not me. I have always desired to start early. I want to raise my children when I’m young and full of energy. Children are a handful. I want to have a life after they are grown and on their own. I am almost twenty-two. So, if I start by next year, I will be forty-two or so when my first child is my age right now. And if my child starts early like me, imagine, I will be a grandpa by the time I am fifty-two or something. I will then be a young grandpa.” Boma could not find her voice as she listened to his plans. “What do you think?” he asked with a self-satisfied smirk on his lips. Boma swallo
Back inside the room, Boma met Donovan lying on the bed with a sleeping eye mask over his eyes. He pulled up the mask, letting it rest on his forehead as she walked inside. He was bare-chested with designer boxers on. He was male perfection lying there, tall, fit…and dangerous her head reminded her. His attention was focused on her and she stood before the bed with feelings of nerviness starting to consume her. She didn’t know when she would ever get over her fear of him. “Were you there to sleep or hang out?” he questioned. “I wanted to hang out but I felt sleepy.” She lied. She could tell that he doubted her words as he stared at her probingly. “Were you just trying to avoid me?” She shook her head, denying the truth he was trying to figure out. His searching gaze stayed fixed on her, telling her that he didn’t believe her. But then she also noticed the hint of a smirk on his face and was a bit relieved that he was not getting angry as she had feared. “Are you afraid that I’m
In the morning, Boma woke up, feeling rested. Upon rolling on her side, she discovered that Donovan was not beside her on the bed.She sat up on the bed and decided to freshen up quickly so that by the time he got back inside the room, she would be done. She was still feeling self-conscious about his presence when having to bathe or change her clothes around him. She was used to enjoying her privacy. Even if, she was sharing the room with a girl, she was still self-conscious about things like that.Boma hastily climbed off the bed and listened for sounds in the bathroom. She heard nothing as she stood by the door. Then she knocked on it to confirm that no one was inside there. She got no response and put the moment to good use.She prepared for the day, brushing her teeth and having her bath. She finished dressing up in casual house wear before checking on her new phone.Boma saw that her phone was fully charged and had been unplugged. She knew it was Donovan who had unplugged it. Sh
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