Dona was never the kind of woman to play by the rules. When her father died, leaving behind an empire that many thought was too big for her to handle, she proved them all wrong. She stepped into his shoes without hesitation, determined to command th...
Been writing exams since the 5th of this month and they're still not over. However I took a break and was inspired to write this chapter for you.
Enjoy and don't forget to comment
. . . . . . . . .
Oops! This image does not follow our content guidelines. To continue publishing, please remove it or upload a different image.
Dona's POV:
I lay in the tub for longer minutes, enjoying myself and relaxing. Long minutes passed and I was beginning to comfortably fall asleep. It wasn't long after when I heard a noise and opened my eyes to see that Kimura had reappeared at the door with folded arms and wearing only a pair of sweatpants under which he clearly wore no underwear.
"This was supposed to serve as punishment and yet you fall asleep," he said casually and I thought I had heard wrong.
"Punishment?? You were punishing me? You're kidding right?" I scoffed in disbelief.
He stared silently for a short while before giving me a short smile that did not reach his eyes.
"Yes. Of course," was his reply.
'A fucking lie...'
"Thank goodness," I chuckled and acted like I'd believed him.
He stared for a few more seconds, his expression plain. Then he spoke again,
"Are you hungry?" he simply asked, surprising me.
"Depends on what you mean," I teased. He clearly wasn't amused but I certainly was.
"I'm being serious, Dona. It's about time you take me seriously," he stated firmly.
"Fine. Fine. I'm sorry," I apologized and erased my smile.
"You didn't eat at that whore house, I hope?" he asked.
"No. I didn't. I haven't eaten at all since breakfast with you," I replied.
"Okay. I'll ask that something quick and delicious be made for you," he said and unfolded his arms. You can come out..."
'Not that I actually needed your permission whatsoever,'
"Alright," was my audible reply.
He was going to leave but I spoke before thinking,
"You're beginning to treat me like I belong to you," I snickered and he turned to look at me again, appearing to be slightly surprised.
