Mr. CEO I can't Be Hidden Anymore

(Amaka's POV)

"Ah!" I moaned as Joseph thrust into me. It was my 18th birthday. I had just graduated from high school, and Joseph Ericson was my boyfriend. He wouldn't let me be. He begged me and disturbed me for us to have sex.

I had told him that I wanted to wait until after our marriage, but Joseph refused. He claimed that I did not love him enough and that was why I didn't want to sleep with him. I agreed, and here I was in a hotel room with him.

I was a shy, blonde girl, and very fair in complexion. But Joseph was the opposite of my complexion. He was dark, taller than me, and very handsome. He had short black hair, and I loved him very much.

Joseph Ericson came from a wealthy family here in Palazzo town where we lived. My parents were average workers, so we were not considered as well off as Joseph's family.

Joseph promised to marry me. He was 21 years old and a business student at the university, while I was still preparing to gain admission and join him there.

I lied to my mother that I was going to see my friend so I could prepare to write my admission exam into the university. I sneaked into this hotel room to see Joseph, and here we were.

"Um! Ah!" I moaned as Joseph drove into me faster. He moaned in my ear, "Yes, babe. You are so sweet." He got his climax and released himself in 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, cupping my pretty face as he kissed my forehead.

"I cannot seem to get enough of you. I wish we could get married and I wouldn't leave you," he added. I wiped my teary eyes and looked at his handsome face as we were still lying on the hotel bed.

"What's that supposed to mean?" I asked him, 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 that my father owns a big company there. He informed my siblings and me that he acquired a new mansion. That means I will be leaving with them, and we might not get to see each other again."

My eyes welled up with tears as I heard Joseph say that to me.

"But you will still be calling me on the phone, right?" I asked him, trying to believe that Joseph wouldn't get to the city and fall in love with another woman there. I loved him very much. He was like the air that I breathed. My heart and soul wanted him.

"I promise you, I won't forget about you. Anytime I am on vacation, I will come around to see you. 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 was crying and not in the mood to kiss him. "Why not take me home with you? Tell your parents that I am your girlfriend and you wish to marry me. You have been hiding me all this time and don't want to introduce me to your mother," I told him.

Whenever I told Joseph that I wanted to come and see him at his family house, he would refuse. None of his siblings knew that we were dating. I felt so awkward chatting with his younger brother online and introducing myself to him as Joseph's girlfriend.

*My elder brother is not in any relationship,* Aaron texted me.

Joseph kept me hidden, and I didn't know how long he planned to continue doing that.

"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 first get established. After that, I promise you we will get married," Joseph said, wiping my sobs away. I wished that I could believe him, but I had this lingering feeling that he was lying to me.

Was he lying to me?

Did he have another woman in his life?

My heart became so heavy. I had just lost my virginity to him, before I thought about all this.

Joseph kissed my lips again and thrust into me, before my mind could register to ask him.

I groaned with each deep thrust, and there he took me to cloud nine with him.

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*Four years later.*

"Mom, when are you taking me to school?" My three-year-old son, Jason, asked me. He was so smart and intelligent.

"Jason, you are still a baby and not old enough to go to 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 mirror in my room, combing my long blonde hair and spraying my orange perfume.

"Jason, why would Mommy lie to you? Have you seen a baby going to school? You have to stay at home with my friend," I told him, and he frowned.

"Mommy!..." Jason burst out crying hard, and my best friend, Maureen Austin, came into the room.

"What's going on here, Amaka? What did you do to my small 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 then to tell him that I was pregnant. But guess what? He blocked my line and told me to get rid of it. He said he wasn't ready to father a child.

I couldn't do that. I had to beg Maureen for help. She was a tailor and blogger, so she pleaded with her mother. Her mother was a single mother, and she allowed me to live with them.

Later, I started creating blogs too. Maureen told me I could do it as a part-time job at home. With that, my page has one million followers. I created a baby page for my son and uploaded cute photos of him.

Many fans loved Jason. He was fair, just like me. But while I had blonde hair, he had brown curls.