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Pen GlowyThanks for being with me on this journey. If you want an epilogue, kindly indicate. If about 10 people want an epilogue, I will write it. For now cheers. Thanks for hanging out with me on Donovan. I love you all. I appreciate all your wonderful gems you have been contributing for me. I love you GIC-N. Your comments often ginger me to write even when I am tired. Somehow when I see comments, I am more spurred to write. It kind of tells me "Hey, people are reading. Keep working." Thank you all so much. I appreciate you all. Now the next project is to complete Born For The Alpha. I hope you all join the journey once more. PEN GLOWY.
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She had been cautioned about the types of guys who often visited the Dazzle Bar. She was informed of their determination and impulsiveness. In short, they were dangerous and spelled trouble.For any decent girl, the Dazzle Bar was off-limits. Boma, who had just turned eighteen, took the warning to heart and made a personal vow never to go there. She kept her promise until an unexpected event broke her silent resolve, changing her otherwise peaceful campus life.It was the night of Valentine's Day, and romance was the last thing on Boma's mind. But her roommate had other plans."Get up, let's go out. Everyone is out connecting," Hilda insisted impatiently.She was dressed in a stylish party dress, her makeup perfectly done. With her dark brown eyes, curly auburn hair, and a confident smile, Hilda, around nineteen, exuded a lively energy. Despite her enthusiasm, she maintained a cool-headed demeanor, always ready to have fun but with a calm and composed attitude. She was ready to leave b
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After reading the message, Boma froze in shock, unable to believe her eyes. She stared at the note for a few more seconds before finally collecting herself.For the first time, she keenly observed her surroundings. No one seemed to be paying her any particular attention.She then closely examined the VIP section, separated by an elegant partition made of sturdy sticks intricately assembled to form a fence-like structure.Attempting to gain a clear view of the area proved challenging as the partition stood about five feet high. Struggling to catch a glimpse, she hesitated to rise to her feet, aware that doing so would draw unwanted attention.Quickly folding the note, she stashed it in her jeans pocket, her heart pounding.Ignoring the warnings against venturing here, she had succumbed to foolish pride. Now, with reality hitting hard, she contemplated a timely departure.Anxiously wary of being observed, she dialed her friend's number, hoping for a swift answer. Thankfully, her friend p
Donovan 3
She opened her mouth to speak, but no words came out. She had lied about the answers she gave him, ensuring that if he intended to cause her trouble, he wouldn't be able to find her.How could he know she was lying? Perhaps her fear was too visible, giving her away. To remedy the situation, she summoned her courage and let her hands drop to her sides, attempting to assume a more confident pose."I'm not lying," she said, her voice slightly more confident."Sit down," he said abruptly, startling her."I said, sit down," he repeated forcefully.Tentatively, she took the seat before him and folded her hands on the table. Just then, her phone started to ring.She immediately reached into her bag, sure it was Hilda even without checking."I didn't say you could answer," he told her, his eyes narrowing. Her panic rose."It's my friend. I'm supposed to meet her outside.""You'll talk to her after we're finished.""Please, she might be worried," Boma implored him.His eyes scrutinized her for
Donovan 4
Boma sat across from Hilda in the bustling cafeteria the next day. The clatter of trays and the murmur of conversations filled the air, but Boma barely noticed. Her mind was elsewhere, lost in the heavy thoughts that had plagued her since the night before.Hilda ate her lunch with a casual grace, her fork moving rhythmically between her plate and her mouth. Boma, on the other hand, merely picked at her food, her appetite nowhere to be found. Every now and then, her gaze would drift to the ring on her finger, its cold metal pressing into her skin like a relentless reminder.The ring glinted under the harsh fluorescent lights, a stark symbol of Donovan's control. Boma’s heart clenched with every glance. She could almost hear his voice, stern and unyielding, echoing in her mind. She loathed the ring and everything it represented, but the fear of his warning paralyzed her. Removing it seemed impossible, the threat he had issued looming over her like a dark cloud."Try and stop worrying," H
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She attended classes the following day but could barely concentrate. The thought of meeting Donovan again loomed large in her mind, overshadowing everything else.At some point during one of her lectures, she was jolted back to reality by the sound of laughter. She looked up to find the lecturer staring at her, arms crossed."Where is your mind?" the woman asked, her voice sharp."Sorry, Ma'am. I was just..." Boma stammered, trying to gather her thoughts."Daydreaming? Get out of my class. I don't encourage laxity.""Ma'am—" she began imploringly, but the lecturer cut her off."I said leave."Boma gathered her books, shoved them into her bag, and walked out amid more giggles from her classmates. The laughter ceased only when the lecturer asked who would be next to leave.Outside the classroom, Boma stood by the window and continued taking notes. That was the way at Wilberforce Island University. It was like a jungle. Only the strong survived. Getting sent out of class didn't mean you w
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Boma remained silent, thinking she would rather be anywhere than there.His free finger reached for her cheek, softly caressing it. She resisted the urge to flinch or reject his touch."Do you understand me?"She nodded. "Yes."He studied her face for a few seconds. She maintained eye contact for those few seconds. At that moment she was lost in the beauty of his eyes. Then she reminded herself that his beauty was just a perfect cover he was blessed with to hide his badass side."Tell me something. I mean, tell me the truth, how many boyfriends have you had?"His question was direct but still plunged her into an ocean of confusion.As he continued to wait expectantly for her response, she had to answer."Many." She forced a smile. It had been a joke. She didn't even know why she was responding that way. An inner voice told her it was a lame attempt at putting in some confidence. She agreed with the inner voice.A frown furrowed his brow."What's that supposed to mean?""I cannot coun
Donovan 7
Boma's eyes lingered on the last line of the rule she had just read - My girl must be at least, above average.It increased her anxiety. She managed to control herself as her eyes traveled down to continue reading.3.No unnecessary closeness with any guy. No flirting either.No clubbing or partying without my knowledge or permission.If you're traveling for the weekend to be with your family, I must be aware.Don't even think of bagging an extra year in school. That means you can't fail an exam. Consider a C score, a fail. I will go through your test and examination results.She slowly lifted her gaze and stole a glance at him. He was relaxed on the chair and engaged with his phone.Unexpectedly, he lifted his eyes and met hers. She returned hers to the rules and continued reading.All-night reading at the theater is highly prohibited. Do your reading at the library or in your room.Wear your ring at all times, especially around campus. That is one error you want to pray that you ne
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The kiss went on for a few more seconds. Boma didn't know how long she could keep still under his arousing onslaught. She could barely move, anyway. He had her immobile.Donovan had no intentions of letting her go until he got what he wanted. A small moan of surrender escaped her lips and when he heard it, he released her with satisfaction. That was what he had been waiting for.She looked at him with dazed eyes again, her breathing fast from being thoroughly kissed.She set her eyes on his chest, her face colored with embarrassment."Are you a virgin?" He asked, wanting verbal confirmation.She started to nod, decided against it, and stayed silent."I asked you a question."Her eyes remained on his chest."Do not make me repeat myself."She snapped out of her silence and nodded."I want words.""Yes.""Hmm. Even though I suspected correctly, it's still a bit surprising in this era. Nonetheless, I like it."She didn't say anything. She pressed her lips together, wishing she was anywhe
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