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Standfast dialed Donovan's number, his heart pounding. He had to report what he had seen, but he dreaded the possible reaction. As the phone rang, he steeled himself for the conversation ahead.Donovan answered on the third ring, his voice groggy from sleep. "Standfast? What is it?""P.o, I need to report something," Standfast began, his voice steady despite his nerves. "I saw your wife at the campus lecture hall tonight. She was studying there, despite the previous incidents and your strict instructions."Donovan was silent for a moment, processing the information. Fury surged within him, but he took a deep breath, reigning it in. "I appreciate the information, Standfast," he finally said, his voice calm. "Don't worry about it. I'm aware of the situation." He added that to ease Standfast of speculations."Thank you. I just wanted to do my duty. I hope you're not mad at me," Standfast said, relief washing over him."I'm not mad," Donovan assured him. "You did the right thing. Get some
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Boma sat for her first exam, feeling a mix of anxiety and anticipation. As she started answering the questions, she was shocked at how easy everything seemed. She began to appreciate Donovan's efforts in pressurizing her to study and providing tutorials. She had always thought of herself as just average, but now, she was sure she could get nothing short of a B, or maybe even an A. Wow. So she too had some brains? Well, thanks to Donovan.She noticed her trio of friends—Queen, Bella, and Tracy—committing expo but decided to mind her business. She finished her two-hour paper in one hour and fifteen minutes and used the extra time to revise her answers. Finding everything intact, she was one of the first to submit, earning surprised looks from Queen, Bella, and Tracy.Outside, she met Hilda emerging from her own exam hall. They asked each other about their papers, their countenance bright. Both had aced their papers. Boma acknowledged Donovan's help, and both girls appreciated him.Hilda
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The Infinity Club was a pulsating heart of nightlife, known for its electrifying atmosphere and sophisticated crowd. As Boma and her friends approached, the neon lights outside cast a vibrant glow, and the deep bass from inside reverberated through the air. The entrance was adorned with sleek, metallic accents and a velvet rope guarded by imposing bouncers who scrutinized everyone who entered.Stepping out of Queen’s car, Boma felt a mix of excitement and trepidation. The club's exterior was a dazzling array of lights and colors, hinting at the wild energy within. As they walked towards the entrance, Boma couldn’t help but notice the curious glances from others in line, her provocative outfit already drawing attention."Come on, Boma," Queen said, leading the way confidently. "You look amazing. Let’s go have some fun."The bouncers gave them a quick once-over before lifting the velvet rope, granting them access. As they stepped inside, Boma was immediately hit by the sensory overload
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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."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 other patrons of the club couldn’t help but notice
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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 section. Now."Boma's heart raced as s
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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 quick
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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 diggers."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 face hardened. "It's the truth. You all wanted to be close to me because Donovan is p
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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 ho
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