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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 su
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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 marveled 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 fuck are you?" his voice, icy filled the phone, freezing her. To
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She eventually got there 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 sought
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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
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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 B
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Hilda burst into the room, her heart pounding 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 washed over her, and 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 tension, David stormed out of the room, making demands
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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 finest 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
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As Boma glided down the aisle, her father's arm providing a steady anchor, her eyes were upon Donovan, waiting at the altar. Her heartbeat increased it's pace. He was so imposing, yet so handsome. She could not take her eyes off him. A mixture of emotions surged within her, creating a tumultuous storm beneath her serene exterior. At the sight of Donovan, a rush of conflicting emotions flooded her heart. His commanding presence and the depth of his gaze stirred a familiar blend of trepidation and a strange, inexplicable attraction within her. She recognized his powerful aura, yet within it, she detected a glimmer of vulnerability that touched her in unexpected ways. His gaze seemed to penetrate her soul, and within that piercing intensity, Boma discerned a mix of affection and an undercurrent of possessiveness. The magnetic pull of his dominant persona evoked a sense of unease, even as she felt a stirring of inexplicable attraction for this enigmatic man she was about to marry.
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