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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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As the car glided towards the governor's villa, Boma couldn't shake off the feeling of surrealism coursing through her veins. The mere thought of attending such a prestigious event, one broadcasted live on television, filled her with a mix of excitement and gratitude. Now, Boma turned to Donovan, her heart brimming with appreciation."Thank you, Donovan," she said, her voice laced with sincerity. "I never imagined I'd be part of something like this. You've changed everything for my family."Donovan smiled warmly, his eyes reflecting her gratitude. "You deserve every bit of it, Boma. I'm just glad to be by your side through it all."Arriving at the villa, Boma was greeted by a flurry of activity and a sea of well-dressed attendees. As they stepped out of the car, she couldn't help but feel a surge of pride at the sight of her parents waiting at the entrance. Rushing towards them, she enveloped them in a tight embrace, feeling the weight of their journey and the magnitude of this mome
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Boma stood by the ornate entrance of the event center, her heart pounding with nervous anticipation. The murmurs of the guests around her were drowned out by the rush of blood in her ears as she scanned the crowd for Donovan, searching for the opportune moment to make her move.Her parents were felicitating with other people. Donovan's parents were also doing thesame. Ronald was with Donovan talking. He seemed bent on convincing Donovan of something after making her excuse them. She prayed his influence would not surface again.Donovan’s siblings were busy enjoying the lavish dishes served at their table.As the ceremony progressed, she felt a surge of determination welling up inside her. This was her chance, and she wasn't going to let it slip away."Excuse me," she murmured to the nearest guest, a polite smile plastered on her face as she edged her way through the throng of people. With each step, her pulse quickened, her senses on high alert for any sign of Donovan's watchful gaze
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Donovan checked around the hall and could not find Boma. He had been distracted, engaged in a discussion with his grandfather after the latter requested a word with him, stealing him away from Boma.Ronald was upset with him, angry about Donovan's compliance with Boma to delay childbirth. He was asking Donovan to reconsider and be the man he was meant to be, that it was not too late. Donovan remained adamant but since his grandfather was beginning to get angry, he told him he would think about it, just to get him off his back.Afterward he sought to be with Boma. It bothered him that he had seen her around sometime ago but for a while now he hadn't.He walked outside to check if perhaps she went out for some air but he couldn't find her. He returned inside and walked over to his siblings at the table. Drawing Sharon's attention, he spoke with her. "Where is my wife?""She went to the rest room.""Oh. Okay. But I feel like it has been a while so please go and check.""Okay."He sat d
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Donovan watched as Boma continued to stare at him, speechless."You're supposed be in a dress and this-" He observed her fully now, noting the slight swell of her handbag. The little ruffling of her well styled hair and somewhat smeared make up indicating a quick change of clothes.He shook his head unable to comprehend what was happening. His jaw tightened with suspicion and disappointment gearing towards anger."Where have you been, Boma?" He asked, his voice calm but stony. "Where are you coming from?"He noted the logo on the top she was wearing. Wasn't that the new restaurant he had been hoping to check out?"Explain yourself!" he half growled. "Christ!" He started looking around. "Where is Sharon?" He said through gritted teeth. Then he took out his phone and began calling her phone.Sharon was sipping water when her phone rang with Donovan's call. Without thinking much, she took the call."Get back here, right now." Donovan said before she could speak a word. Then he ended the c
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Boma sniffled. "Please." She started pleading.Donovan was moved to indulge her but this time, he decided otherwise. "Number four," he continued. "You will not be home late because of any night shifts. You will be home latest by 8:00 Pm." Boma continued to cry but he didn't stop. "By 8:00 pm you should already be in the house. This means you're leaving your work place by 7:30 pm in order to meet up this deadline. That's because you must have adequate rest and be alert for your studies. Number 5- ""D, please-" She tearfully pleaded again. "Please stop.""I'm not finished. Don't interrupt me again."Her crying continued, softer now but heavy with turmoil."Since you want to work, it means I no longer have to give you money. I best allow you to fend for yourself and have the experience you so desperately need."She vehemently shook her head, alarmed. "No please," she nearly choked on the words as a sob escaped her lips bringing a fresh outburst of tears."No?" He questioned. "I thought
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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
