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After shedding tears for a while, Boma managed to put herself together and sat down on the immaculately tiled floor. It felt cold because of the air-conditioning.At the same time, the burning ache on her bum intensified, so she quickly rose to her feet.Her eyes scanned the ornately decorated bedroom. She was looking for nothing in particular. She had nothing to do and had no choice but to observe her environment.Nothing in the fancy decor interested her. She wanted to return to her hostel but she knew she was stuck there. Slowly, she let herself wander around the room.She saw his engineering kits stacked neatly on a large table. His books occupied a shelf with enough room left for more books. His timetable was plastered on the wall before his reading table.Several pictures of him posing with his friends were on the wall. There was a family portrait with him, a little girl and boy of about 10 who had his eyes and a pretty girl around sixteen or maybe eighteen. This one had brown ey
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Donovan watched her, observing her fear as he kept beckoning her forward."Boma," he said."Yes.""Come here."Boma remained still, frozen by fear."I said come here.""Are you angry?" She couldn't tell. A dark glint in his eyes made her suspect that he was.The confusion scared her more than the assurance. It would have been better if he clearly showed his anger. At least, that way, she would have an idea of what to expect."I'm not angry. Just come closer." He urged.She shook her head. "I didn't mean to say... I didn't mean to say what I just said.""Draw closer, Boma. Don't make me repeat that." His tone was stern now.She carefully scooted herself close to him, struggling to control the storm of jitters rising within her."Now, repeat what you just said to me a few seconds ago.""I said that... that if you're free to see others, then I am also free to... to do the same," she stuttered."I see. And here I was thinking I probably didn't hear you correctly."Her breathing became fast
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His lips met her neck, kissing, sucking, and licking. His fingers gently caressed her ears. Surprisingly, she started to feel pleasant sensations dancing across her skin. He gently nipped the smooth skin of her neck with his teeth, and a soft moan escaped her lips.Before she could dwell on the shame that flooded her as a result of the moan, he claimed her lips with a kiss. She closed her mouth, pressing her lips together to fight off his kiss. His mouth came to her ear immediately, and his hoarse voice filled her ear with a whisper."I don't expect you to respond to my kiss. After all, you don't even know how to kiss properly, but I expect you to keep your lips steady and available for me. Do it now."She obeyed and released her lips."Good girl," he praised and claimed them again with a gentle kiss. He gently nipped at her bottom lip, brushing his lips against hers, teasing the surface until finally, he invaded and started exploring her mouth with his tongue. He stopped when a slight
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Donovan left her alone in the room, where she lay tense on the bed, waiting for his return. As time passed with no sign of him, she eventually drifted off to sleep.In the morning, she woke to his hand gently stroking her face."Good morning, sleepyhead," he greeted cheerfully."Morning," she replied tersely, her tone betraying her reluctance to reciprocate the warmth.He didn't seem bothered, planting a kiss on her forehead."Get up. We need to eat breakfast prepared by my girl," he said casually.Boma didn't like the implication of his words. "I need to go home," she stated firmly."Home or hostel?" he asked, his tone neutral."Hostel," she replied without hesitation."Good. Your hostel isn't your home," he remarked."I know, but it's where I stay here in school," she explained."Don't we all feel that way about wherever we stay concerning this school?" he commented."So it's not a problem if I call it home, right? Since you agree?" she replied."No, it's not. But I got what I wanted
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"Shut the hell up!" the girl shouted, dragging Boma's hair violently."Abigail, stop that!" Donovan cautioned, but she continued yanking Boma's hair.Boma cried out in pain, her eyes shut tightly against the agony.Donovan stepped forward and pulled them apart."Fucking slut!" Abigail spat at Boma."Stop it!" Donovan warned her again."No. She's a fucking whore!"The insults pierced Boma. Donovan's grip on her wrist was mild, allowing her to easily break free and hurl herself at Abigail with all her might. Her move was so swift and unexpected that both Abigail and Donovan were stunned.Abigail landed on the ground on her side. Boma seized the moment of her helplessness, sitting on her and raining slaps and blows on her face.Abigail screamed in pain. "Get off me!" she cried out. "Get off me, you whore. Donovan, do something, please.""You—are—the—whore!" Boma yelled, punctuating each word with a blow. She continued her assault on Abigail for a few more seconds until she felt a strong h
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"Maybe you should just turn back time," Boma mumbled."What did you say?" Donovan questioned darkly.She looked up at him with tear-filled eyes. "Maybe you should just turn back time," she repeated with a cry."What do you mean by that?" he demanded, his brows furrowing deeply."You brought this upon me. This would never have happened if you had not forced me into your life."His face registered fury. "I chose you as mine and that is that. You will cease to complain about this issue. Do you understand me?"Even though she was frightened, she decided to speak out in resistance. Her chin lifted with defiance as she stared at him.He ignored her defiant look. "I said, do you understand me?" he repeated."I do not accept it. I never really did, so let me go now. Release me. I-I don't—I don't—" her voice began to waver horribly as he began unleashing his belt."Keep talking." He said, folding it in half."I don't-I don't-" she began, but paused as he took a step forward. At this point, she
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She had no choice but to sit down, doing so slowly, already sniffling softly in anticipation of the pain. A biting pain stung her bottom as she settled into the chair. Tears welled up in her eyes, slipping down her face. Donovan prepared a plate with bread slices and some omelet, then poured tea from the flask and set it before her. "Start eating," he commanded, his expression stoic. The others at the table were already eating, seemingly oblivious to her plight. However, Phillip gave her a pitiful look. Even in her state, she sensed his sympathy. She remembered their interaction when he had opened the door while she was locked in Donovan's room. He had a rough exterior but seemed to possess some gentleness beneath it. Their eyes met briefly before Phillip shifted his gaze and focused on his food. She picked up the bread with shaky hands. She had no appetite. Sniffling tearfully, she took a hesitant bite. Donovan hissed impatiently, startling her further. Tears continued to flow d
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In class, Boma focused intently as the lecturer analyzed Gabriel Okara's "Little Snake and Little Frog."Boma reflected on the story: The two friends, the little snake and little frog, whose friendship was disrupted when their mothers discovered each other's child. The snake's mother advised it to eat the frog, while the frog's mother warned it to stay away from the snake to avoid becoming prey. Both creatures heeded their mothers' warnings, and despite the snake's attempts to lure the frog back with claims of friendship, the frog remained cautious, echoing, "What your mother told you, my mother also told me."Boma admired the simplicity and wisdom in the frog's response. She yearned for such straightforward guidance in her predicament. Perhaps her parents' advice could similarly guide her, but she hesitated to involve them and cause them to worry.Boma struggled to ignore the menacing glares from Queen, Tracy, and Bella whenever she dared to glance in their direction. Despite her fear
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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
