Todos os capítulos de Donovan : Capítulo 131 - Capítulo 140

With Boma in his arms, Donovan sought out her friends amidst the jubilant crowd. With a charming smile, he promised them, "You ladies deserve a special treat for all your support. How about attending my victory dinner at the fanciest restaurant in town? I'm shutting down that place with the party tomorrow evening and I will be honoured to have you all there."Boma's face lit up with gratitude, and her friends eagerly accepted the invitation with gleeful nods and excited chatter. They thanked Donovan profusely, expressing their anticipation for the upcoming dinner.Meanwhile, from a distance, Teni watched the interaction with a mix of envy and longing.She wished she could be the one in Donovan's place giving Boma attention and affection. She could not stop feeling a pang of possessiveness toward Boma. The intensity of her emotions startled her, and she whispered words of self-control to herself, reminding herself to maintain composure.With a reluctant sigh, she turned away, determine

Hilda's reaction had Boma thinking about her decisions and how things were going but she failed to see anything wrong.She came into this life and got entangled with Donovan. He controlled her in the most brutal way. Now she had her freedom. She just wanted to do things her way which she believed was working for her. Harry called her phone. She stared at it, refusing to take the call. But when the call became insistent, she received it. "What do you want?""My proposal still stands." "Just leave me alone, all of you." She shrieked and became embarrassed as everyone stared at her in the restaurant.She ended the call and left in a hurry. On her way to the school library to do some reading, her phone kept ringing with Harry's number but she didn't take the call. Boma ventured into the library and kept the phone on silence. Then she found her own space and tried to study. That was the last thing she remembered before jolting up, awake. Frowning, she checked the time twice to be sure

Donovan's phone pierced the heavy atmosphere, disrupting the suffocating silence in the car. Each ring felt like a sledgehammer against his chest, his heartbeat syncing with the relentless chime. With a resigned sigh, he finally answered, his voice strained with tension."Donovan" he said, his tone curt, betraying the storm raging within him.The owner, his voice, solemn came through on the other end, a stark contrast to Donovan's controlled demeanor. "Mr. Garrett, I apologize for disturbing you, but I needed to confirm your contact details."Donovan's jaw clenched at the mention of his name, the weight of recent events bearing down on him like a leaden cloak. "Yes. This is it." He confirmed. "Great to know." He responded."Good." Said Donovan. "Meanwhile, my wife will no longer work at your establishment. I never wanted her working in the first place, but it's just something she wanted to do.""I understand. Once again I apologize.""Also, I want her wages settled for the time she

Boma stood there, her heart pounding against her chest like a prisoner desperate to break free. Donovan's chilling words echoed in her mind, and she couldn't shake the image of Teni caught in the crossfire of his anger. She couldn't let that happen.With each passing moment, Donovan and his men were getting closer to the frat house, and Boma knew she had to act fast. Despite Donovan's strict instructions to stay put, she couldn't just stand by and watch Teni suffer for expressing her feelings. They were just feelings, nothing more, and Teni didn't deserve Donovan's wrath. Despite everything, Teni was a great tutor. She still needed her.Summoning every ounce of courage she had, Boma made a split-second decision. She would confront Donovan, stop him from whatever he was about to do, and save Teni from his fury. Ignoring the pounding of her heart, she left the room and stepped outside.The security guard, engrossed in a game under a nearby tree, barely noticed her at first. But as she

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 defenceless 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. Then