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The grand doors of the luxurious suite creaked open, revealing an expanse of muted opulence that seemed to swallow Boma whole. Donovan stood beside her, his striking silhouette casting an enigmatic shadow that danced across the plush carpet. The remnants of the engagement party's fervor lingered in the air, but for Boma, the night was far from over.A hesitant shiver ran down her spine as Donovan's deep voice resonated through the room. "It is my utmost desire tonight that you be ready for what awaits us. Are you?" His words were laced with a veiled promise that made her pulse quicken.Boma's gaze flickered up to meet his penetrating eyes, the faint light accentuating the chiseled contours of his face. "I-I suppose so," she stammered, her fingers fidgeting with the delicate fabric of her dress.Donovan closed the gap between them, his towering presence sending her senses into a whirlwind. "Don't be afraid, my love," he murmured, his voice a hypnotic melody that enveloped her. "I inte
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The gym pulsed with the rhythmic beat of pounding feet and the clanking of weights. Boma, her pulse racing in anticipation, stepped onto the treadmill, acutely aware of Donovan's formidable presence beside her.Donovan's intense gaze bore into her as he adjusted the treadmill settings. "Let's make this count, Boma," he commanded, his voice a low, compelling rumble.Boma nodded, her voice barely above a whisper. "Okay."As the treadmill roared to life beneath her, Boma felt her muscles strain and her heart pound in sync with the relentless rhythm of her feet. Donovan's voice cut through the cacophony of the gym, urging her to push harder, to go beyond her limits. With each stride, the tension between them crackled, a potent mix of apprehension and an undeniable, magnetic pull.Droplets of sweat trickled down Boma's temples as she struggled to keep pace with Donovan's relentless drive. "You're almost there, Boma. Keep pushing," he encouraged, his voice a potent blend of authority and sup
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Boma texted Queen about having a bridal shower and the girl responded almost immediately that she and her friends knew exactly what to do.After class the following day, Queen, Bella and Tracy met Boma about the bridal shower.They suggested having a meeting at a bar outside the campus in the evening and Boma agreed.That evening, along with Hilda, Boma joined the trio at the bar and they started to make the bridal shower plans. The girls were full of ideas- talking about games, food, dress code and venue. Boma appreciated and marvelled at their expertise.As she took notes, making a list for the budget, she realized her phone had been on silence due to class since the early afternoon hours. And she had barely checked it.She had a sudden urge to check and saw that there were several missed calls from Donovan at random times.She noticed he was calling again and received it hastily."Hello." she said."Where the hell have you been?" his voice, icy filled the phone, freezing her.To ge
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She eventually reached Donovan’s home and was expressly let in by his security. Then she went to his bedroom and waited.Before long she heard the familiar sound of cars coming to a halt before the apartment. She strengthened her heart. She didn't want to start crying before he came in.Why was it so difficult to reason with him sometimes? They were fine before. Suddenly, here they were.Donovan's footsteps echoed through the short corridor, each heavy thud sending a jolt of apprehension through Boma's body. She had been expecting him, yet the reality of his arrival still caught her off guard.As Donovan stepped into the room, his commanding presence engulfed the space, his stern expression adding an edge to his magnetic appeal. Yet, the formal attire he wore, more fitting for a corporate boardroom, added to the intimidating aura he exuded.Their eyes locked, the silence between them pregnant with unspoken tension. Boma shifted uneasily, her fingers tracing the edge of the bed as she s
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Donovan leaned against the elegant balcony railing, the sprawling cityscape beneath him an intricate web of twinkling lights and restless energy. "Boma," he breathed into the phone, the distant urban symphony harmonizing with the velvety timbre of his voice. "I trust you're conducting yourself with decorum tonight. You know the repercussions if you decide otherwise. You know me. I will find out if you misbehave."Boma's voice quivered on the other end, an intricate blend of reverence and apprehension infusing her response. "I'm not doing anything bad, I swear," she whispered, her words a delicate fusion of compliance and trepidation."That's sweet to know, baby. Who's your man?""You." she responded, giving him the answer he expected."Me who?""Donovan""That's right. You're mine completely. I want to hear you say that.""I'm- I'm yours, completely."A self-assured grin flickered across his lips, the rush of control sending a surge of exhilaration through his veins. "That's right, Sw
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The night wore on at Boma's bridal shower, and the atmosphere grew charged with tension.Inside the lavish venue, a secretive plan had been set in motion by Queen, Bella, and Tracy, Boma's newfound friends. The promise of one last taste of freedom had its seductive allure, and it gnawed at Boma's heart.A handsome stranger, David, had been discreetly brought into the gathering. He was a willing accomplice, fully briefed on the situation, ready to partake in the enigmatic scheme the three friends had concocted.The tension was palpable as David, shrouded in secrecy, was guided into an inner bedroom, away from the prying eyes of the other guests. His presence in the room sent a ripple of anticipation through the air.Boma stood at the precipice of a decision that had the power to alter her life. She had a brief conversation with Queen, who reassured her that David would be gentle. Queen had gone even further, divulging the intimate secret that Boma was a virgin, an attempt to soothe Boma
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Having burst into the room, Hilda's heart pounded like a drum. Fortunately, the room was somewhat shielded from the bustling party, and the commotion didn't attract too much attention."Boma!" Hilda exclaimed, dashing towards her best friend, her voice filled with a powerful blend of relief and indignation.Boma's eyes widened in surprise, and for a moment, she was rendered speechless. Then, realization that Hilda didn't abandon her, despite what happened, washed over her. She rushed into Hilda's arms, her eyes brimming with tears. "Hilda, thank goodness you're here!"But Hilda, torn between love and anger, pushed Boma away with a sharp, intense gaze. "Thank goodness? After your recklessness, Boma?" Her voice trembled with emotion. "You humiliated me in front of everyone, effectively cutting me out of your life just minutes ago. I left because I couldn't bear to watch you self-destruct. But I had this nagging feeling that you'd be in trouble, and here you are, deep in it!"Amidst the t
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The sacred ceremony unfolded within the hallowed walls of the church, while outside, the weather played its own role in the unfolding drama. The skies, a tapestry of ever-shifting grays, cast a solemn and foreboding atmosphere, as though nature itself echoed the conflicting emotions brewing within.The parking lot, brimming with an array of vehicles, reflected the grandeur of the occasion. A fleet of luxury cars intermingled with modest ones, offering a testament to the diverse array of guests who had arrived to witness the union.Attendees, donned in their flashy attire, streamed into the church, each step contributing to the lively hum of anticipation that filled the air. Conversations and laughter danced amidst the parked vehicles, an illusion of festivity disguising the underlying tensions that simmered within the congregation.Inside, amidst the hustle and bustle of the crowded lot and the dressing room, Boma's conflicted emotions resonated in stark contrast.The interplay betwe
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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
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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
