Chapter 1
1070 Words
Amaka's POV:
"Ah!" I moaned as Joseph thrust into me. This was my eighteenth birthday. I had just graduated from high school, and Joseph was my boyfriend. He wouldn't leave me alone. He begged and pestered me to have s*x. I had told him I wanted to wait until after our marriage, but Joseph refused. He claimed I didn't love him enough, and that's why I wouldn't sleep with him. I agreed, and here I was in a hotel room with him.
I was a shy blonde girl, very fair in complexion, but Joseph was the opposite. He had dark skin, stood taller than me, and looked very handsome.
Joseph sported full black hair, and I loved him deeply. Joseph Erickson came from a very rich family here in Palazzo Town where we lived, my parents were average workers, so we weren't as well off as Joseph's family.
Joseph promised to marry me. He was twenty-one years old and a business student at the university, while I still prepared to gain admission and join him there. I had lied to my mother that I was going to see a friend, even though I prepared to write my admission exam into the university. I snuck into this hotel to see Joseph, and here we were.
"Mmm! Ah!" I moaned as Joseph thrust into me faster. He whispered in my ear, "Yes, babe. You are so sweet." He reached his release and came inside me.
"Joseph, it hurts," I cried as he kissed me warmly and sat beside me on the hotel bed.
"I am sorry, my love. I will forever cherish this," Joseph said. He cupped my pretty face and kissed my forehead.
"I cannot seem to get enough of you. I wish we could get married, and I wouldn't have to leave you," he said. I wiped my teary eyes and looked at his handsome face as we still lay on the hotel bed.
"What's that supposed to mean?" I asked Joseph, and he sighed. "Look, Amaka, I want you to know that I love you very much. But my family and I are moving to the city next week. You know my father owns a big company there. So he informed my siblings and me that he acquired a new mansion. That means I would leave with them, and we might not see each other again."
My eyes welled up with tears as I heard Joseph say that to me.
"But you will still call me on the phone, right?" I asked Joseph. I tried to believe he wouldn't reach the city and fall in love with another woman there. I loved him very much. He felt like the air I breathed. My heart and soul craved him.
"I promise you, I won't forget about you. Anytime I go on vacation, I will come back to see you. And I will lodge in the hotel, okay? You are my wife—stop crying." Joseph wiped my tears away and drew closer to me on the bed as he kissed my lips again.
I cried and had no mood to kiss him. "Why not take me home with you? Tell your parents I am your girlfriend and you wish to marry me. You have hidden me all this time and refused to introduce me to your mother," I told Joseph. I knew that whenever I suggested coming to see him at his family home, he refused. None of his siblings knew we dated, and I felt so awkward chatting with his brother online and introducing myself as Joseph's girlfriend.
"My elder brother is not in any relationship," Aaron would say. Joseph kept me hidden, and I didn't know how long he planned to continue that way.
"No, Amy. I promise you, when the time is right, I will take you home and introduce you to my family. If I do that now, my parents will get annoyed and give my inheritance to my younger brother. I have to get established first, and after that, I promise we will get married," Joseph said. He wiped away my sobs. I wished I could believe him, but I harbored this lingering feeling that he lied to me.
Was Joseph lying to me? Did he have another woman in his life? My heart grew so heavy. I had just lost my virginity to him, and now these thoughts flooded my mind.
Joseph kissed me again and thrust into me before my mind could register what I wanted to ask. I groaned with each deep thrust, and he carried me to cloud nine with him.
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Four years later.
Amaka's POV:
"Mom, when are you taking me to school?" My three-year-old son asked me. He was so smart and intelligent—than me.
"Jason, you are still a baby and not ready for school yet," I told him as I prepared for my new job interview.
"That's a lie, Mom!" Jason shouted. I sighed and rolled my eyes as I stood by the vanity mirror in my room, combing my long blonde hair and applying my orange perfume.
"Jason, why would Mommy lie to you? Have you seen a baby going to school? You have to stay home with my friend," I told him, and he frowned.
"Mommy..." Jason burst into hard cries, and my best friend, Maureen Austin, came into the room.
"What's going on here, Amaka? What did you do to my little husband?" Maureen asked me as she scooped Jason up into her arms.
After I got pregnant, my parents chased me away and refused to sponsor my education. I tried calling Joseph to tell him I was pregnant, but he blocked my line and told me to get rid of it—he wasn't ready to father a child.
I couldn't do that. I begged Maureen for help. She worked as a tailor and a blogger, so she pleaded with her mother, who was a single mother. Her mother allowed me to live with them.
Later, I started creating blogs too, just as Maureen suggested I could do it as a part-time job from home. With that, my page gained a million of followers. I created a baby page for my son and uploaded cute photos of him.
Many fans adored Jason. He was fair just like me, but while I had long blonde hair, he had short light brown hair.
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