She eventually reached Donovan’s home and was expressly let in by his security. Then she went to his bedroom and waited.
Before long she heard the familiar sound of cars coming to a halt before the apartment. She strengthened her heart. She didn't want to start crying before he came in.
Why was it so difficult to reason with him sometimes? They were fine before. Suddenly, here they were.
Donovan's footsteps echoed through the short corridor, each heavy thud sending a jolt of apprehension through Boma's body. She had been expecting him, yet the reality of his arrival still caught her off guard.
As Donovan stepped into the room, his commanding presence engulfed the space, his stern expression adding an edge to his magnetic appeal. Yet, the formal attire he wore, more fitting for a corpo
