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Donovan swung open the door, his presence casting a dark shadow over the already dismal room. With a swift motion, he confiscated Boma's phone, before exiting and locking her back in, leaving her defenseless as she took in the bleak surroundings. The room was small and sparsely furnished, with bare walls painted in a dull shade of beige that did nothing to lift the oppressive atmosphere. In one corner of the room stood a narrow bed, its thin mattress adorned with a scratchy blanket that offered little in the way of comfort. On the opposite side, a small table held a jug of water and a couple of cups, the only sign of life in the otherwise barren space. But it was the sight of Teni, sitting huddled in a corner with her knees drawn up to her chest, that drew Boma's attention. Her eyes were red-rimmed and puffy, betraying the tears she had undoubtedly shed in the solitude of this cold, unforgiving room. As Boma approached, Teni looked up, her expression a mix of relief and despair.
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Left alone, Boma's heart weighed heavy with despair. She sank onto the bed, the silence of the room echoing the turmoil within her. Each passing moment felt like an eternity as she awaited Donovan's return, her mind plagued by uncertainty and fear. When Donovan reappeared, his presence only served to intensify the tension in the room. He handed her phone back to her without a word, his stoic demeanor offering no solace. "Thank you," Boma said softly, glad to have her phone back. Donovan nodded curtly, his expression unreadable as he turned to leave. As the door closed behind him, Boma's sense of isolation deepened. She glanced at her phone, the screen offering no escape from the suffocating reality of her situation. Alone once more, Boma remained in the room as night descended, the hunger in her stomach a cruel reminder of her captivity. A knock at the door interrupted the silence, and one of Donovan's henchmen entered with a tray of food. "Queen, your dinner," he said, plac
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As Boma waited outside her residence, her nerves tingling with anticipation, she couldn't shake the sense of apprehension that clung to her like a shadow. When Harry's car pulled up beside her, the tension between them crackled like electricity, an unspoken acknowledgment of the past animosity that simmered beneath the surface.Harry didn't like the fear in her eyes. He wished to end it as soon as possible.Silence stretched between them as she slid into the passenger seat, the weight of their uneasy truce palpable in the air. Harry's gaze lingered on her, a mix of curiosity and suspicion flickering in his eyes, but neither of them dared to break the silence that hung heavy in the car.Harry was glad that she needed him. Of everyone she could have called she found him worthy. All this proved she was supposed to be his. But then Donovan stole her, taking her away from him.As they drove in silence, the rhythmic hum of the engine providing a steady backdrop to their thoughts, Boma coul
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She was warned about certain kinds of guys that frequented the Dazzle Bar. She was told of their strong will and recklessness. In a nutshell, they were dangerous. They were trouble. For any decent girl, the Dazzle Bar was a no-go area. She took the warning to heart and made a mental decision never to go there. And she stuck to her decision, until an unprecedented event caused a break in her silent promise, bringing a change in her mellow campus life. It was the night of Valentine's Day, and the subject of romance was the last thing on Boma's mind. But her roommate wasn't having it. "Get up, let's go out. Everyone is out connecting." Her roommate Hilda told her impatiently. She was dressed in a pretty decent party dress, her face well-made up. She was ready to leave but would not leave without her. Boma, a first-year student of arts, had just turned eighteen, and she had spent her first month in the University, settling down. She had no clear goals in life now, apart from passing he
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After reading the message, Boma froze in shock for a few seconds. She continued to stare blankly at the note for a few more seconds before managing to recollect herself.For the first time, she slowly began to observe her environment. She saw no one paying particular attention to her.She also took note of a section marked as VIP for the first time. It was separated by a partition made with fancy peek-through woods.She tried to get a good view of the section but it was difficult because the woods ran up a bit high even if she rose to her feet.She quickly folded the note and stuck it inside her pocket. Her heart was thundering.Her friend had warned her not to come here but she had come just because of foolish pride. Well, she had been jolted back to reality. She didn't think it was too late to leave the place.Hopefully, she wasn't being watched by the interested party.She dialed her friend's line and waited for her to receive it. Luckily, her friend picked up the phone on time."H
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She opened her mouth and tried to speak, but no words left her mouth. She had lied about the answers she gave him, so that should he be serious about causing her trouble, he would not be able to find her.How could he know that she was lying? Perhaps her fear was too visible, giving her away. To remedy her situation, she summoned courage, and let her hands drop to her sides in an attempt to assume a more confident pose."I'm not lying." She said in a slightly more confident tone."Sit down." He said abruptly, startling her."I said sit down." He said forcefully.Tentatively, she took the seat before him and folded her hands before her. Just then her phone started to ring.She immediately reached into her bag."I didn't say you could answer." He told her and her eyes widened with rising panic."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 narrowed at her for a few seconds while
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Boma sat across from Hilda as they had lunch in the cafeteria the next day.As Hilda ate, Boma picked at her food. Occasionally, she would stare at the ring on her finger. It reminded her of Donovan. She didn't like it. But she was scared of removing it, because of his warning."Try and stop worrying," Hilda advised. "Eat your food.""I just can't.""I warned you not to go there. Now you've ended up getting noticed by a fraternity guy. And the worst of it is that you got a point one? Do you know how serious this is?""Would you stop giving me the 'I told you so' lecture? If you want me to apologize a thousand times, I would.""Look, I'm sorry. I just want you to be fine.""Scolding me and telling me not to worry at the same time, without offering a solution is not so good for me.""I'm not talking this way because there is no solution."Boma's eyes lighted up with hope at her friend's words."Do you have a solution?""Relax. As a year two student, I know some things. My course mate is
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She attended classes the following day and could barely concentrate.The thought of meeting Donovan again was paramount in her mind.At some point during one of her lectures, she heard laughter and snapped out of her lost mind.Then she realized that the lecturer was staring at her. She had asked her a question and because she was in a blank state, her colleagues began to laugh at her situation."Where is your mind?" The woman asked."Sorry, Ma'am. I was just...""Daydreaming? Get out of my class. I don't encourage laxity.""Ma'am-" she began imploringly."I said leave."She gathered her books, threw them in her bag, and walked out to more giggles that ended after the lecturer asked who would be the next to leave.After leaving the class she stood outside the window and took notes.That was the way at Wilberforce Island University. It was like a jungle. Only the strong survived. You don't just go home because you were sent out of the class. You hang around and hope for mercy. If you'r
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