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Boma stood before Donovan, her trembling form a stark reminder of the fear he easily instilled in her.

As Donovan took her hand, she flinched, expecting pain. Instead, he led her towards the house, his long strides forcing her to keep up, almost dragging her along.

"D..." Her protest faltered weakly as she reluctantly followed.

He paused. Then impatience drove him to hoist her onto one shoulder.

She balled her hands into fists, ready to pummel him in protest like she used to do in the past. But fear and feeling like this time, the situation was different, prevented her.

Alone in his bedroom, Donovan's anger simmered as he gently placed her on the floor, his eyes blazing with fury.

He regained possession of her hand, keeping her facing him while the fire of anger blazed in his aquamarine eyes.

Her chest heaved with the simmering tension as his free hand cupped the back of her neatly braided hair, keeping her attention on him.

"I swore to myself never to make you cry again." His tone
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Pen Glowy
Hello dear, I have a lot on my hands right now which is causing the delay. Please exercise some patience for me , okay.
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Devasani Keerthi
it's too long... if u are taking break let us know
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