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The trio of friends, unaware of the dare, sensed the tension and grew concerned. Queen glanced at Boma. “Is everything okay? Should we leave subtly if there’s going to be a problem? I mean, I never even asked but does he know you're going to be here?”Boma took a deep breath, trying to steady her racing heart. “No, but- there's no issue at all. I am staying more at my apartment these days, as we need time apart to study for the exams, so uh,- it's not an issue.”"Okay, but should you not be going to greet him?" asked Bella."He hasn't seen me.""Exactly my point." Bella said. “Why not go and say hi?”“Um- not yet.” Boma mumbled."I'm not comfortable with this." Tracy said. "It's kind of starting to look like you sneaked out or something.""Just- don't worry. Donovan is quite free. He doesn't really care." Boma lied to ease their concerns.Her words managed to relax the girls and they sipped on their drinks.***As Donovan and Phillip made their way to the reserved VIP section, the oth
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Phillip noticed Donovan’s tense demeanor and leaned in. "You can't keep going like this. Do something."Donovan nodded, his eyes still fixed on Boma. "You're right. Call the waiter."Moments later, a waiter approached their table. Donovan leaned in, speaking quietly but firmly. The waiter nodded and hurried off. Across the room, Boma and her friends were in the midst of their revelry when the waiter appeared at their table, carrying a tray with drinks."Compliments of the gentleman in the VIP section," the waiter announced, setting the drinks down.The girls exchanged excited glances. "Who is it from?" Queen asked eagerly.The waiter turned to Boma. "From your husband, Ma'am."The thrill of the moment quickly evaporated for Boma, replaced by a sinking feeling in her stomach. The waiter then handed her a folded note. She recognized the handwriting immediately—it was just like the first time she met Donovan."It's D. Meet me. Section one of the VIP. Now."Boma's heart raced as she whispe
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Boma took a moment to collect herself after Donovan left. Her heart felt heavy, but she knew she had to get back to her friends. The party no longer held any appeal. She just wanted to be alone.She composed herself as best as she could and made her way back to her friends. The moment she reached the table, they noticed the change in her demeanor."Boma, are you okay?" Hilda asked, concern evident in her eyes.Boma tried to force a smile, but it quickly faltered. "I just want to go home," she said quietly.Queen frowned. "What happened? We saw Donovan and his people leave. Is everything alright?"Boma nodded slightly, unable to meet their eyes. "There's trouble, but I don't want to talk about it right now. I just need to be alone."The girls exchanged worried glances but respected her wish."Of course," Hilda said gently. "We'll get you home.""We're here for you, Boma," Queen added. "If you need to talk or anything, just let us know."Boma managed a small nod. "Thank you."They quickl
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Moments after her call with Fidelis, Boma's phone rang again. It was Queen.She answered, her voice still thick with anger and tears, especially over what had happened that morning before her call with Fidelis.She and Hilda had already fallen out, leaving her broken, yet angry. It was perhaps why she had also lashed out at Fidelis."Boma, what did you tell Fidelis?" Queen's voice was demanding, almost trembling.Boma was indifferent. "I told him the truth. That you're a whore, you and your friends, and that you're into exam malpractice because your brains are empty.Queen was taken aback. "How can you say that? We’ve been nothing but friends to you!""Friends?" Boma scoffed. "You became my friends after learning about my connection to Donovan. You're all just gold-digging, fair-weather people."Queen's hurt turned to anger. "You're a fool, Boma! You think you're better than everyone else just because of Donovan?"Boma's expression hardened. "It's the truth. You all wanted to be close
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The following day, Boma was with her mother as they set up the new fashion office. They were placing mannequins to display the outfits, but Boma seemed distracted.“Boma, is everything alright?” her mother asked, noticing her daughter's distraction.“I just need some rest, Mama,” Boma replied, attempting to brush off her mother's concern.That evening at dinner, Boma picked at her food, barely eating. Her parents exchanged worried glances.“Boma, are you sure nothing is wrong?” her mother asked gently.“I’m fine,” Boma insisted, though her tone was unconvincing.After dinner, her father came to her room. “Boma, what's really going on?” he asked, his voice firm but caring.Boma tried to smile. “Nothing, Papa. I'm just tired.”Her father sat down beside her. “I know you, Boma. This isn’t just about being tired. What’s troubling you?”Boma sighed, deciding to reveal part of the truth. “I feel guilty for not telling you something.”“What is it?” her father asked, concerned.“It’s about how
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At the first sight of Donovan, Boma's stomach tightened as if something was kicking in there. She placed her hand over her stomach and gasped. Donovan studied her silently and thoughtfully. The sharp kicking disappeared as quickly as it had appeared. She let out a sigh of relief."Lose the act." He said matter of factly. "It's just me and you now. And I know you're fine. You're only pretending so you would not have to face my family, me especially."She grew indignant at first. Realizing it was a self righteous reaction, she rolled off the sheets and sat up.He took a couple of steps forward and stuck his hands in his pockets."I know that perhaps it's too much for you to face us all. So you're pretending to be sick. I too, I'm pretending to show the care expected of me, that's why I'm here. Now I'm going to sit down by your side for at least ten minutes. Once the chatter reduces, I will be back there. I came to honor your parents. And I beg you, please don't talk to me. I'm in no mo
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Harry stared at her, speechless. He could not believe his ears. Donovan was letting her go? Just like that?If this was true, it would work in his favor, but he couldn’t understand it.“Boma, you’re joking?”Her expression was dire. “I’m serious.”He noticed for the first time how disturbed she looked, not her usual bright self.“Come to think of it, you don’t look so good. It’s as though you’ve been having sleepless nights. I guess it’s because of this problem?”She nodded.Her reaction told him she still loved Donovan. The realization began to tear at his heart. He had told himself not to fall into this situation with her again, but here he was.“Oh dear, I’m so sorry. Want to talk about it? We can hang out anywhere you want.”Boma considered. She really needed company, someone to talk to. All her friends avoided her, treating her like a plague. And to think they were the ones who wronged her. They should be apologizing, but now they all ganged up against her. She was so disappointed
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Donovan’s apartment buzzed with the lively energy of his friends, all gathered to celebrate the close of the first semester. Seated in his favorite armchair, Donovan observed the revelry with a drink in hand. Laughter and music filled the room, but a dark cloud loomed over his heart, casting a shadow on his thoughts. Despite the vibrant energy surrounding him, he felt a profound sense of isolation.Recently, he had tried to call his parents and grandfather to break the news about his divorce. Each time he picked up the phone, his resolve crumbled under the weight of what the conversation might end. The thought of pulling the final plug on the relationship left him paralyzed.He didn't want this to be the end. Donovan's mind drifted to Boma. Did she really want the divorce? He shook his head, struggling to comprehend how things had come to this.Donovan had tried his best to let her do her own thing, and that wasn’t even his style. Love had changed him, leaving him adrift in unfamiliar
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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
