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“Boma paused, her heart beginning to waver. "You said that- that sleep overs were allowed.""I said that sleep overs were allowed but next time, I would rather you let me know you have someone over. I don't like surprises. What if I wanted to stay the night?" She paused, frozen. When he chuckled, she started to relax, realizing he might be teasing her."Relax." he said, I was just playing with you. Enjoy the rest of the evening and I will see you tomorrow."Boma was relieved. She didn't know he could be playful. She smiled a little as she responded. "Thank you. Bye." She then glanced at Hilda, who shrugged and said, "You two would have been good together," before turning and heading inside the house. Boma stood there, astonished.FEW HOURS LATERFriday evening had arrived, and by 7:30 p.m., the last light of day had faded, ushering in the night.Wilberforce Island University was alive with a flurry of night life. Some students were leaving the island for the city while some that rema
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With Donovan's attention currently fixed on his friend, Boma willed her mind to stay strong and her brain to come up with a quick solution. She knew if Donovan found out, she would be in serious trouble. He would crucify her. She could already feel his hand tightening around her wrist as he stared at his friend expectantly. Tension steadily rose in the air.Boma struggled to battle her panic attack. She had come too far to have everything destroyed in so swift a moment. She fervently prayed in her heart for a miracle. Standing there beside Donovan, she fixed her eyes on his friend with thoughts of hope. It had suddenly dawned on her that he might just be the solution to her problem. She silently willed him to meet her eyes.Boma widened her eyes, staring intently at him so he would notice that she needed his attention. Her heart was slamming against her ribcage as she waited. The seconds of waiting time were starting to feel like a century. She could hardly breathe from relief when h
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Their journey began early. As arranged, Donovan arrived around 7:00am with Standfast driving. They picked her up and she sat together with Donovan in the backseat.She inquired of Phillip and Donovan explained he was already at the ship ensuring their arrangement was not tampered with.They reached the island docks littered with canoes, speedboats and few yachts. She noticed a bland ship being boarded by students and her face fell. It wasn't what she expected."There is your titanic." Donovan said knowingly. "You wanted it. I warned you."The Titanic looked like nothing more than a large boat made of sticks with a zinc roof, appearing almost handmade by locals. From where she was, she could see passengers spreading mats in a corner to sit on, with the view outside visible through the boat’s interior.She concluded that it was merely a hall on a ship with open windows, where passengers stayed in their own corners. She looked up at Donovan, who had turned his attention to her. He always
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Donovan traced his finger lightly along her jawline. She stared at him with wide, wild eyes. Then he smiled. "Look at her face, so nervous. Don’t worry, I won’t touch you, okay? I was just kidding." He backed away from her. "Enjoy the sail. I want a nap."She started to relax and he smirked at her knowingly. Then he turned away from her and returned to the bed. Boma watched him flop onto the bed, shutting his eyes and letting her be.She stood by the window, her eyes wide with wonder as she gazed out at the serene lake. She stayed by the window for a while, enjoying the peaceful scenery of nature.She could already hear the call of freedom. Her face lit up with a radiant smile at the thought of it. Her hair fluttered gently in the breeze. She watched the ripples on the water as the ship glided smoothly, feeling a sense of tranquility and adventure all at once.The beauty of the creeks captivated her, and she couldn't tear her gaze away from the picturesque scene unfolding beyond her
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Boma sat nervously, her fingers trembling as she stared at her phone. As the screen continued to display Donovan's incoming call, she hesitated, her heart pounding with fear. She didn't want him to know where she was, fearing his reaction. With each passing second, the weight of her decision grew heavier, torn between answering and risking his anger or ignoring it and facing the consequences later.Maybe there won't be a later, she thought. She was gone from him and gone for good. That was her hope. Yet, she was petrified."Why aren't you answering?" Fidelis asked."It's Donovan. He is supposed to pick me up today for school.""Hmm. Well, you can't take the call.""I know, but I'm scared. He doesn't like missed calls.""Is your location on?""I turned it off this morning.""That was smart of you.""Thanks. But he wants my location on all the time.""Ok. Take the call and tell him you're home.""Then you have to stop driving.""Okay."Fidelis slowed down the car and parked by the curb
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Inside a bedroom in Ronald's mansion, Donovan was finished dressing up in a smart outfit before the mirror. An SMS buzzed his phone and upon checking, he saw it was from Boma. He opened it and paused as his eyes took in the content. He refused to believe what he was reading.His brooding dominance surfaced in the aftermath of taking in the message. His forest eyes, usually filled with resolve, faltered as he took in the message again: ‘It's over between Us. Do not bother looking for me.’A tempest of fury surged within Donovan, an emotion he had rarely allowed himself to acknowledge. His grip on the phone tightened, and a sinister fire danced in his eyes. He had always been the master of his domain, a ruler of hearts, and this abrupt act of defiance threatened to shatter the very foundation of his dominance.The walls of his room in Ronald's house, an opulent sanctuary, once symbols of his peace, seemed to close in on him, echoing the turmoil in his heart. This wasn't a challenge he
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Boma's call went unanswered. She dialed the number once more, but the outcome remained unchanged.Restless, she chose to make her way back home and persist with her attempts. Upon reaching her room, she settled at her reading desk, poised to retry when her father's call came through."Hello, Papa," she greeted."I have wonderful news," he exclaimed.Boma was curious but managed to stay focused, pausing her thoughts on her friend's well-being for the time being."I can't wait to hear it," she replied, maintaining an enthusiastic tone to not dull his happiness."Do you remember the Permanent Secretary position I used to talk about?"Boma recalled."Yes," she replied. "And I know you decided not to let it bother you anymore.""That's right, but I've been shortlisted for it," he proudly announced.Boma froze, realizing Donovan's influence might be behind it. Why would he continue helping her father when he knew she was no longer involved with him?"That was since last week. I didn't want t
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As the sun bathed the school grounds in a warm, golden glow, Hilda stood just outside the imposing wrought-iron gates. She was supposed to leave school the previous day but after learning of an impromptu test, she had to stay back.She had made the difficult decision to leave the school behind, if only for a while, to escape the tangled web of secrets and fear that had ensnared her. Her breath caught in her throat as she hailed a taxi cab that had pulled up to the curb, her refuge from the impending storm.Unknown to Hilda, Donovan had orchestrated his plan with military precision. His obsession with finding Boma had driven him to the brink of madness, and he knew that Hilda held the key to unravelling the mystery of her whereabouts. Donovan's henchmen, shadowy figures in the periphery, approached the unsuspecting Hilda, their movements as calculated as a chess master's opening gambit.Just as Hilda reached out to open the cab door, strong hands grabbed her from behind, pulling her bac
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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
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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
