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The grand-looking interior of the house intimidated Boma. She had never been in such a lavish residential home before.Long drape curtains, shiny chandeliers, mild, gray, and earthy color tones on furniture with touches of red on decor like throw pillows and wallpaper.Intricate Led lights that were meant for decor other than lighting. Clean wide tiles on the ground, wine bar, large TV, colorful aquarium. Family portraits and other decorative portraits graced the wall.Donovan took her through a flight of stairs graced with more decor lights and some artificial plants.As he walked her down a cozy corridor, her eyes were glued to the sheer beauty of her surroundings. Coming from a humble background, she could not help it."Our rooms are here on this wing. My parent's room is on the other side of the wing. There is another living room here so we don't have to go downstairs. There's a kitchen downstairs but there is also a kitchen up here. Let's just say that everything upstairs is repl
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Boma watched nervously as Donovan took purposeful steps toward his phone. She knew that if he got hold of the phone and noticed what had happened, she would be in serious trouble.She clutched at her stomach and doubled over, feeling like she was about to puke. Her fear had forced the action out of her.Donovan was immediately before her showing concern as he placed one gentle palm on her back."Oh my baby, what's wrong?" He gently rubbed his palm across her back. "Are you okay? Come with me to the bathroom."Boma allowed him to lead her into the bathroom where he took her to the sink." It's okay if you want to puke over here, okay?"He bent her over the sink and continued to gently rub her back. "You should have told me you weren't feeling well. We could have gone to the sick bay at the campus before hitting the road.""I was... I was okay." Boma managed to respond. She could feel the strong urge to vomit losing its strength."I understand," he replied. "How are you feeling now? is th
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Boma followed Sharon into a spacious kitchen. She felt the coolness of the air and managed to hide her surprise seeing that the place was air-conditioned. It was a far cry from what she was used to and she liked it. The kitchen in her home was kept cool by good old ventilation.She managed to avoid gaping at the lavish modern kitchen and concentrate on the matter at hand.Sharon ushered her to a seat at the table situated in a corner of the kitchen."How may I help you?" she asked, taking a seat before her.Boma opened her mouth, ready to report the true nature of her relationship with Donovan but found herself tongue-tied. How would that help her? she wondered. Gosh, she was losing sight of the main goal."I uh... lost my phone, so I was going to say hi to your cousin using yours. There's an email I need to send to him and...""Sorry, but can't you use D's phone? And which cousin of mine are you talking about? Is it Fidelis? I know he was in the same school with D which is probably wh
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Donovan opened the door, making her go inside as he followed behind her. Boma's mind stayed focused on coming up with a good explanation, knowing he would not let it go until he got something out of her. Once they were inside, he whisked her around to face him. "What were you guys talking about that Fidelis' name had to be mentioned?" Boma stared at him, still wondering about what to say. "Why- why don't you ask your sister?" A look of incredulity darkened his eyes. "Are you looking for trouble?" She forced a smile, trying to make light of the situation. "I was just kidding." He remained unfazed. "Do I look like I'm playing with you? " The forced smile disappeared from her face, replaced by nervousness. "Start talking," he said somewhat impatiently."She asked- she asked if I got a chance to meet him before he changed school and I was responding to that." Boma hopes she sounded convincing. "I think that's why you heard his name." "Hmm. And what did you tell her?" "I said y
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Donovan took Boma by the hand and led her to the Dinner table which Sharon had set. Jane said the grace before they began to eat and there was a chorused Amen from everyone seated at the table.Boma was not surprised that they were Christians and of the Faith just as she was. Norwood was vastly dominated by Christians.Boma watched the family begin consuming their meal using the formal cutlery eating manners. She observed that Sharon was the only one using just her fork.Emboldened that she would not be the only one eating the informal way, Boma picked up her fork and was about to dig in when she heard Donovan curtly addressing Sharon."What are you doing, kiddo?""Eating," Sharon mumbled defensively."Of course, I know you're eating. Why are you eating like that?""What are you talking about?""Do not patronize me. Are you going to pretend you don't know what I'm talking about? Is that how you eat in this house now?"Sharon frowned, a whiny look furrowing her brows. “I don't feel like
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Memories of Donovan’s wrath reminded her of the seriousness of her present situation. Donovan was a guy that didn’t hesitate to slap her on their first meeting.Remembering that, she dumped the clothes hanging on her arm onto the bed. Then she quickly undressed, foraged through her bag, and retrieved a pencil jean skirt.She found her inner tight and wore it beneath her skirt. Then she wore the blouse that she had picked out earlier. Her bag was unorganized by the time she was done and she didn’t like that, but she knew she needed to save time.Boma left her things unkept, found her crossbody purse, slipped her legs into a pair of sandals, and hastily exited the bedroom.She managed to find her way down the stairs and out to the main door. Standing outside the house, she panicked as she didn’t see Donovan around.She looked towards the parking lot but she didn’t see him. She walked down the porch stairs and sighted him at the end of the swimming pool where he was making a call as he ma
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The girl smiled at Boma who managed to return her smile even though she was not in a good mood because of Donovan’s controlling behavior. Boma’s eyes briefly fell on the mirror. Her eyes lingered on the reflection of the ring on her finger, a constant reminder of Donovan. She wished that she could get rid of it but she knew better than to do so. “You’re so lucky.” Boma heard the girl comment, distracting her from her thoughts. Boma found herself facing the girl and giving her attention, even as she remembered Donovan’s warning not to talk to strangers. She waved his warning aside. He was just being paranoid as far as she was concerned. She was also quite stunned by the girl’s upfront manner and bluntness. “Why do you say that?” she asked. “Your boyfriend. That guy is your boyfriend, right?” Boma opened her mouth, and thought about denying it but ended up admitting it with a nod. “He’s handsome and generous too. No one needs to tell me he is rich. I can see he is. I want a guy l
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At Donovan’s pronouncement, Boma stared at him, incredulous. What on earth was he talking about? He had to be joking.“You look shocked.” he was amused at her speechlessness. But he wasn’t surprised at her reaction. It was normal given the circumstances. “Why are you shocked?”“Young guys barely talk about marriage.” She replied and he scoffed.“Hmm. I know right?” he shrugged mindlessly. “But not me. I have always desired to start early. I want to raise my children when I’m young and full of energy. Children are a handful. I want to have a life after they are grown and on their own. I am almost twenty-two. So, if I start by next year, I will be forty-two or so when my first child is my age right now. And if my child starts early like me, imagine, I will be a grandpa by the time I am fifty-two or something. I will then be a young grandpa.”Boma could not find her voice as she listened to his plans.“What do you think?” he asked with a self-satisfied smirk on his lips.Boma swallowed ha
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Donovan 170: Epilogue 4 - Shadows of Danger
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Donovan 169: Epilogue 3 - A New Beginning
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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
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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
