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Despite her apprehension, Boma eventually decided to answer Harry Silver's call. With a mixture of curiosity and trepidation, she pressed the answer button and brought the phone to her ear."Hello?" she said, her voice betraying a hint of nervousness.There was a brief moment of silence on the other end before Harry's smooth and composed voice came through. "Boma, it's Harry. I hope I'm not catching you at a bad time."Boma's heart raced as she struggled to maintain her composure. "No, it's fine," she replied, trying to sound casual despite the turmoil brewing within her."I'll get straight to the point," Harry continued, his tone businesslike. "I've been considering a proposition that I believe could be mutually beneficial for both of us. I'd like to discuss it further over lunch. Are you available tomorrow?"Boma's mind raced as she processed Harry's words. A proposition? What could he possibly want from her? And why now, of all times? Besides, wasn't he scared of Donovan finding out
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Boma felt the sting of Donovan's sharp words as they hung heavy in the air, his outburst leaving a bitter taste in her mouth. But as she watched him turn away, she sensed a shift in his demeanor, a softening of the rigid lines that had defined his posture moments before."I'm sorry," Donovan murmured, his voice tinged with remorse as he turned back to face her, his eyes clouded with a mixture of frustration and understanding. "I didn't mean to snap at you like that. It's just that you don't understand the system. He is my enemy. He can't be planning anything good for either of us. I will not sit down and watch him use you to get me because you will also be hurt in the process. I don't want any harm to come to you. I am responsible for you. Do you understand that?"Boma watched the conflict play out across his features, his struggle with trying to be patient and understanding laid bare for her to see.Despite his rough exterior, she knew that beneath it all, Donovan harbored a deep-seat
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At Donovan's words of promise, Boma's eyes flickered with anticipation. There was a mischievous glint in his eyes, a secretive smile playing on his lips.Boma liked the playful side of him. She wanted to see more of this side of him. She couldn't help but smile."What's the surprise?" she asked, her curiosity piqued.Donovan's smile widened, but he shook his head. "Ah, ah, ah," he teased, wagging a finger at her. "Not so fast. You'll have to wait until tomorrow to find out.""Tomorrow?" Boma echoed, a hint of disappointment in her voice. "Why not now?""Don't worry," Donovan reassured her, "It'll be worth the wait, I promise."Boma studied him for a moment, her heart beginning to swell with affection for the man before her. Despite his teasing demeanor, she could see the genuine excitement in his eyes, and it warmed her to her core. Why would he tell her about a surprise meant for tomorrow? Now, all her attention was on the surprise.“Look I know I wasn't supposed to say it now but I
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Boma reached the eatery in time for the tour and final orientation.The newly built restaurant hummed with anticipation as Boma and five other newly employed serving staff gathered behind the sleek counter, ready to begin their orientation.The air was charged with excitement and nervous energy as they awaited the arrival of their manager, Larry Wells.As Larry entered the room, his presence loomed large, his expression stern and unfriendly as he surveyed the group. His demeanor sent a ripple of unease through the girls, who exchanged apprehensive glances as they braced themselves for his instructions. Larry Wells, at forty, was a man you couldn't easily warm up to. With a scowling countenance, unkempt appearance, and a demeanor dripping with disdain, he inspired more fear than admiration.His abrasive manner and contemptuous gaze made him someone you'd instinctively avoid, rather than seek out for guidance or approval.They greeted him upon his entry. With a curt nod, Larry launched
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As the evening sun cast a warm glow over Donovan's suite in the frat house, a tense, electric charge filled the air. Donovan and Boma embraced tightly, yielding to the magnetic pull drawing them together."Boma," Donovan's voice was low, almost desperate."Yes, D?" Boma's voice was soft, filled with anticipation.With gentle urgency, his lips met Boma's in a fervent kiss, igniting a passionate flame between them. His hands explored her body, expressing love and desire with every touch. She wanted to return the gesture of intimacy. Her hand hovered tentatively over his arm. He smiled, took her hand and placed it firmly on his chest. "Don't be afraid to touch me. I'm yours and I don't bite." He released her hand and she understood he was waiting to see what she would do.She returned a shy smile and managed to caress his chest ever so slightly. Donovan shut his eyes, openly revelling in the feeling of being willingly touched by her.His reaction emboldened her and her touch became f
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Donovan began to take her again. She moved back against him and neither of them held back until they received the ultimate pleasure.In the intimate moments they shared, Donovan finally found solace in Boma's willing arms, his love for her transcending the physical realm to touch the depths of his soul.After their satisfying time together, sharing true love for the first time as husband and wife, they fell asleep in each other's arms.Boma woke up some time later to find herself alone on the bed. Donovan was nowhere around. She knew he was out because she couldn't hear him in the shower.Feeling the need to clean up, she entered the bathroom and had a night shower. As she washed, she recalled their last shared intimacy with pleasure. She wished he was there, but she had known him long enough to expect his unexpected absences.Perhaps he had some frat business or something. She wished he would no longer be in the fraternity and live a normal life. It was a big wish.She thought of her
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As Boma made her way through the dimly lit corridors of the fraternity house, her heart pounded with a mix of apprehension and determination. Harry's words echoed in her mind, urging her to witness the initiation ceremony.With each step, Boma felt the weight of her decision bearing down on her shoulders. She knew she was treading on dangerous ground, risking not only her growing peace with Donovan but also her own safety. Yet, fueled by a desire for answers, she pressed on, her resolve unwavering.Finally, she reached the door she was sure would open up to the balcony from where she hoped to witness the initiation ceremony. With bated breath, she pressed her ear against the wooden surface, straining to catch any sound from outside.She heard drums that seemed to come from wooden sticks. The sounds were not overwhelming but just loud enough for anyone in the compound. A chorus of voices chanted in unison, their words muffled but unmistakably ominous. The hairs on the back of her neck
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"I didn't want any trouble." Boma whined.Donovan was silent for a moment as he considered her words."Come over here and sit with me." He said, gently patting the spot beside him.Boma marvelled at his level of control over his temper. In time past, she would be in hell right now, but he was willing to talk to her. His action gave her confidence. She rose and met him at the couch, sitting down beside him. "I'm sorry." She said again."What do you want?" He asked. "I don't understand you anymore. In fact, I feel like you are starting to take me for granted, Boma." His voice was low, a stony edge surrounding it.Boma feared him reverting to his old actions towards her in times like this."Please, I won't do it again. He was just talking to me.""And saying what?" Donovan thundered, his patience running thin. "What the hell were you both discussing? How are you still talking to Harry, despite my warnings?"She fell silent. Fear had overtaken her and she sniffled.Donovan fought hard to
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Donovan 171: Epilogue 5 - A New Chapter of Love
IntimacyDonovan spoke to Boma in the morning about moving in again, stating his concerns. She considered it and said she would think about it. They were both in bed, her hand on her waist.“Great.” He said, smiling.“You did this to me.” She whined. “I’m so round.”He laughed. “You’re the one who won’t stop eating.”“I can’t help it.”“I know. It will pass, Sweetheart.” He planted a kiss on her cheek.She smiled, then frowned. “D, please rub my feet.”Donovan obliged her. But she pointed to her knee. “No, there.”He laughed and indulged her. “Hope you won’t be the death of me.”She glared at him. “Are you complaining?”He lifted his hands in mock surrender, shaking his head. “Me? Complain? How dare I complain about taking care of the Queen of my heart?”She started to smile then frowned. “My feet, D, please massage.”He didn’t oblige her this time. He kissed her lips and murmured in her ear. “I know what you need, Sweetheart. You want me. Don’t worry, I will be gentle and come in fro
Donovan 170: Epilogue 4 - Shadows of Danger
The Dark MeetingAmong the attendees were representatives from the minor cults on campus, including an all-female cult that had often operated in the background, carefully observing the landscape of power. Their leader, a sharp-eyed girl with an air of authority, stood to address the group.She recalled her altercation with the girl Donovan married. She had thought maybe Donovan would grow tired of her, but it was not happening. Also, she thought she had moved on, but the more she saw Donovan’s success, the angrier she got. She wanted his downfall over this and had orchestrated everything by getting all the rival cult groups together.“Look at him,” she sneered, her voice dripping with disdain. “Donovan thinks he’s some kind of hero, but we all know better. He’s just a fraternity member like the rest of us, and it’s time we remind him of his place.”As she turned off the video, the room fell silent. The atmosphere shifted, igniting the simmering animosity rising within the members. “W
Donovan 169: Epilogue 3 - A New Beginning
Donovan’s LeadershipAs Donovan dove back into his responsibilities as SUG President, his passion for improving campus life grew stronger. He focused on the promises he made the school during his manifesto.One of his first initiatives upon resuming his role was addressing the issue of inadequate transportation on campus.The student body had long complained about the lack of school buses, leading to overcrowded rides and long waits. Donovan, refusing to let this linger any longer, called for a meeting with the university's management. Armed with facts, surveys, and the frustrations of his fellow students, he laid out his proposal: the school needed more buses, and the government had the resources to help.After hours of discussions, Donovan sent a formal proposal to the state government, making a strong case for why they needed to invest in the transportation system for the students.His tenacity paid off when his proposal was received positively, and a few weeks later, several new b
Donovan 168: Epilogue 2 - The Balance of Love
Back to School – One Month After the HoneymoonThe late afternoon sun filtered through the windows of the sleek SUV as it made its way back to campus.Boma leaned against the plush seat, her hand resting gently on her small but noticeable bump, a tender reminder of the new life growing inside her.Beside her, Donovan sat silently, his fingers interlaced with hers, his protective presence a constant source of strength.Phillip, Donovan’s right-hand man, was focused on the road, driving them back to the reality of school life after their whirlwind honeymoon.It had only been a month of travelling the world as newlyweds. Now, they were returning to their roles as students, but life had changed dramatically. Boma wasn’t just a student anymore; she was Mrs. Donovan. She was also carrying his child, and while her heart was full of joy, she found herself longing for some semblance of the independence she once cherished.As the car rolled through the gates of the university, Boma’s thoughts l
Donovan 167: Epilogue 1 - The Honeymoon
AFTER BOMA’S FULL RECOVERY The trauma from Boma’s ordeal with Harry was fading, thanks to Donovan’s gentle care and devotion. The school holiday was in full swing, and as promised, Donovan decided it was time for their honeymoon abroad. THE HONEYMOON Boma felt a mix of excitement and nerves as she sat beside Donovan on their flight. It was her first time flying, and though Donovan had wanted to book first class, she insisted on experiencing it in economy for her first time. Donovan agreed on the condition that their return flight would be first class. This way, she would experience both options. Boma accepted. Meeting each other halfway was becoming their norm, and Boma was beginning to enjoy the equality she had longed for. Donovan, always wanting to see her happy, indulged her wishes, adjusting to this new dynamic of negotiation in their relationship. His palm rested gently on her stomach as the plane began to take off. She breathed deeply, her eyes wide with a mix of fear
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In the depth of his grief, Donovan clung tightly to Boma."No, you can't leave. Come back to me. Please, come back to me. I know you can hear me. I choose to believe you can hear me. Boma!"The family doctor gently placed a hand on his shoulder. "She's gone, Son. I'm sorry.""No!" Donovan shook off the doctor's hand and looked at Boma's face, growing cold in his arms. "Boma, hear me! Come back to me. It's D. Don't go, please!"Boma, floating towards the light, heard a distant voice calling her. The light beckoned her, but so did the voice. She heard her name, then the words, "Don't go- Come back to me- It's D- I love you- Please-"The voice grew louder, pulling her back. The light faded as she heard, "It's Papa- please don't leave me. Live again!"She gasped, her eyes shooting open. Seizures wracked her body, and she became aware of herself in Donovan's familiar arms. A beeping sound filled the air.People in white coats surrounded her, and she realized she was on a hospital bed in Do
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Ken stood before a pacing Harry in the living room of the cabin. As a frat house it was simple, rustic with minimal furniture."Calm down, bro." Ken said, causing him to pause."That bastard is not taking me seriously." He shouted. "Does he think I'm joking?" "No. But it's just his way to assert his power. You are still the one in power. You have the leverage, so calm down."Hearing that, Harry sank down on a chair. Ken followed suit as Harry called Donovan who picked up after the second ring. This delay also infuriated Harry. Donovan should be desperate, calling him all the time. "I will kill your wife by tomorrow if you've not resigned by 12:00pm." He declared and ended the call.He sat back, satisfied that this time, it was he who had ended the call."Good one, bro." Ken praised."Thanks for having my back.""Anytime bro."They were silent for a while, anticipating their victory."Look at this place. It's a mess." Harry said. "Once we get the money by any means necessary, we'll pu
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After what felt like an hour, the car finally slowed down, bumping along a rough road.Boma sensed they were far from the island, possibly near the city outskirts. God, where were they taking her?The car stopped, and her captors dragged her out. She heard nothing but forest sounds. Maybe they were at a cabin in the woods, she thought. Barely able to struggle, she was carried into a house. The creaking of boots on wood told her it was a wooden structure. A door lock clicked open, and she was carried inside. The air was stale, as if the place hadn't been aired out in ages. She heard a window opening, letting in some much-needed ventilation. Inwardly, she was grateful; she could have suffocated otherwise.Finally, they dropped her to the floor and removed her blindfold. She faced Harry. His gaze was cold, devoid of the compassion she once saw in him. He was a man consumed by envy and a thirst for power. She wanted to speak, to appeal to his better nature, but her lips were sealed.Fear
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Donovan called Hilda, his fingers tapping impatiently against the phone as it rang."Hello, Hilda," he said as soon as she picked up. "I need to talk to you. It’s about Boma."Hilda's voice, already laced with worry, deepened. "What’s going on, Presido?""I’ve been trying to piece together where she might be. The security guard saw her leave with someone in a black car. Do you remember anything unusual about her recently?"Hilda paused, thinking hard. "The last time we saw her was at the faculty block, and she was alone but was later joined by Harry. They went to check his exam results together."Donovan’s grip tightened on the phone. He remembered encountering her that day as well. He had even seen Harry's car as he left. "Harry? Are you sure?""Yes," Hilda replied. "We didn't like it and didn't think much of it at the time, but now- it worries me.""Thanks, Hilda. I’ll do all I can to handle it from here," Donovan said, ending the call abruptly.His mind raced, fury bubbling to the s
