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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
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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
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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 smiled at B
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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
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Donovan - 47 At Boma's revelation about her father's interest in the position of permanent secretary, a smile slightly widened Ronald's lips. His eyes stayed intent upon hers, reminding her of Donovan. The man's charisma was staggering. No wonder he was Donovan's idol. Donovan was studying her face as she interracted with his grandfather, his expression, neutral but she knew that his ears were attentive. "Your boyfriend here has been telling me about giving him my slot. I had someone else in mind but since he mentioned your father, I have been considering submitting his name to the governor. Still I could not do that without first meeting you for your consent." Boma's eyes rounded in surprise, hér gaze riveted between the two.But she was speechless. Donovan was doing this kind of good to her father whom he had not even met? She was lost for words and she was grateful. The men's pair of eyes were on her awestruck face. She kept her focus on Ronald and managed to find her voice.
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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 and not with someone so rough. 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 al
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At the thought of being tied to his bed, Boma panicked further and immediately dissuaded him."No, please, don't do that." she begged frantically, her voice whiny again."Then stay quiet and feel."He pressed his lips to her nape again as he caressed her nipple over her nightie. Boma could feel her core getting increasingly wetter. The process was gradual, yet sure. Her body squirmed more. She had to stop this at once and damn the consequences, she decided.With that decision in mind, she started to move away from him. At once he reached for her and pulled her back to him before she could get any further. She found herself facing him as she lay on her side. Her breathing was heavy with anxiety and scattered emotions. Her eyes landed on his chest and stayed there as fear and want converged, messing with her senses.She felt his lips on the top of her head, kissing her there in a reassuring move."Look at me Boma." He said, one finger lazily caressing her chin and urging her to meet
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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
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