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The wedding reception for Boma and Donovan unfolded at a luxurious hotel. It exuded opulence and grandeur with enough food to go around.The lavish ballroom was adorned with elaborate floral arrangements, twinkling lights, and an atmosphere of prestige.As the evening began, the guests gathered around tables adorned with exquisite centerpieces, the clinking of crystal glasses resonating through the air. The evening commenced with live music serenading the room, casting a sophisticated and romantic ambiance over the celebration.Donovan, the epitome of charisma and dominance, stood by Boma, his newly-wedded bride, his possessive arm wrapped around her, as they made their grand entrance. Ronald, his voice, smooth and commanding, pierced the air as he toasted their union."Tonight, we celebrate a union destined for greatness," his voice boomed, the undertones of authority evident. "To my grandson's beautiful bride, who graces this room with her presence and beauty." As the applause ran
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Donovan and Boma bid their guests farewell, their arms linked in a shared moment of quiet contentment. Donovan, in his sleek black silk shirt and tailored trousers, exuded an air of quiet confidence and refined elegance. Boma, draped in a navy-blue silk evening dress with delicate lace accents, exuded a captivating blend of grace and understated allure, her dark hair cascading in loose waves around her shoulders.With the sounds of laughter and joy fading, and the sun beginning its descent, Donovan and Boma, strolled from the reception grounds to Donovan's chosen mode of transportation. The timeless Rolls-Royce Silver Cloud, a symbol of enduring grace, sat regally in close proximity, its exquisite design exuding a sense of refinement.With the hours slipping away, the ambient lighting around the reception grounds intensified the allure of the vehicle. The polished body of the Silver Cloud gleamed, its sleek contours catching the fading light.Donovan guided Boma towards the waiting c
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Donovan made a stop at a park so they could eat some of the food from the wedding that Hilda had packed for them inside a flask to keep it warm. Hilda had also packed some cake, wine and drinks in an intricately adorned basket.They had not had the time to eat properly and were both hungry.Donovan was surprised at his composure even as Boma sulked away. The usual impatient him would have backhanded her by now and told her to behave but he wanted her to be happy. He considered the day too important to invite tears.He considered it his duty to steer their emotions in the right direction, especially on a special occasion such as their wedding day. No, he refused to let her ruin it for them.The funny thing was, instead of getting impatient, he was rather amused at the moment. He guessed the joy of seeing her as his wife surpassed any attitude she decided to give him at this point in time.They were seated side by side at their table as they ate. It was Donovan's way of seating with her
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As the zip slid down to the end just below her bra line, Boma felt a rush of vulnerability overwhelm her.She was overcome with desire but also conflicting emotions. She did not want to have sex with him to hurt him for being controlling.Knowing him, he was determined to consummate the marriage and he had said as much. But tonight, she wanted to be the one in control and she must stand her ground.His fingers left her zipper and travelled ever so softly to the hands of her dress. He tugged them to their sides and she felt the material drop to her waist, exposing her bosom in the sheer red lingerie top that encased her pert breasts."I'm glad you wore it for me." He said. "It looks astonishing on your beautiful body. Makes me curious to see the matching one beneath your beautiful curves."He had bought her the lingerie and told her to wear it on their wedding day. He wanted to have fun uncovering everything, he shamelessly told her in the note that came with the dress which had been de
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Following his subtle but firm demand, Boma continued to stare at him, awash with shame at the thought of complying."You heard me." His voice was a murmur, heavy with expectation.Reluctantly, she let her hands drop to her sides.His eyes became inflamed with desire at the inviting sight before him. Her bosom, firm, pert with points that enticed him to the core.Her hands started to lift in a move to cover her vulnerability."Don't even think about it."Her hands slowly dropped to her sides again and he watched her points harden under his gaze. Her breathing became fast and he could see her trembling slightly under his relentless perusal."You're mine to savour." He said and she didn't know why she suddenly felt her core start to moisten. "Get used to my eyes feasting on you. Ok?"She nodded, unable to find her voice. Goosebumps had surrounded her skin, kissing it fervently in response to his dominance. He stepped closer as though he could not get close enough.Embarrassed by what was
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Donovan released his hold over her hand. He had sensed her resistance. He could still recall her protests in the car. Hence her words didn't come as much of a surprise. Still, they sparked a fierce anger in him. Her eyes widened in further panic as his lashes narrowed at her and his jaw tightened. Amidst his turbulent emotions, he struggled, managing to contain himself, reminding himself that this was their wedding night. He wanted nothing but good memories. He was prepared to take responsibility for their happiness. The air in the room thickened as he processed her words. As if by a miracle, his angry demeanor quickly began to subside as he considered that she had her reasons. Now, he was ready to hear her out."Why a year?" he asked, his tone a blend of curiosity and faintly subsiding fury. The silence that followed was heavy, filled with unspoken tension as they navigated this uncharted territory in their newlywed relationship.Boma was afraid he would explode in anger but now h
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At his promise, delivered with calm determination in that deep and sensual husky voice, her heart thudded anew. She was overwhelmed with need, she was anxious, she was astonished. "D-" She didn't even know why she was calling him."I love when you call me that." He said with a smirk, one finger gently caressing her cheek. It moved to her ear and then his lips replaced his finger "Now, let me go back to handling my baby." He murmured for her hearing before starting to lick her there, inviting new sensations as her body heated up with lust again.He played with one ear using his fingers while he loved the second with his tongue. Her moans and squirms returned, intensifying as he began to move his hardness against her crotch without making any attempt to penetrate her. The new sensation sent her senses spiralling out of control. The rocking motion was slow, binding, causing her to want more as her hips began to move up against him, seeking more.Her orgasm was building again and, as tho
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His demeanor had softened to a gentleness she was glad to see."I'm ready to lead us to that beautiful place." He said. "Don't be afraid, okay?" She nodded.He held himself up on one hand while using the other to guide himself closer to her entrance, attempting to find the perfect angle for penetration. He felt her tense up as he pressed the tip against her, and looked down into her eyes as she stared right back at him curiously yet stiffly, as though she was expecting only pain. "Try your best to relax, Sweetheart, I am not about to kill you. Take a deep breath for me, okay, baby? Let go of that tension."Boma nodded, exhaling shakily as she relaxed her muscles. Donovan put just enough pressure against her that he began to slowly sink into her warm, tight channel. "Spread your legs further for me baby." He said and as she obeyed, he got the first inch or thereabout inside.She gritted her teeth together as she began to feel some discomfort coming from his entry spot."Bear for me, Sw
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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
