Mr. CEO I can't Be Hidden Anymore

(Amaka's POV)

"Ah!" I moaned as Joseph thrust into me. It was my eighteenth birthday, and I had just graduated from college.

Joseph, my boyfriend, had been relentless, begging and pressuring me to have sex. I had told him I wanted to wait until marriage, but he refused, claiming I didn't love him enough. I finally agreed, and here I was in a hotel room with him.

I'm a shy, blonde, and very fair-skinned girl, while Joseph was the opposite. He was dark-skinned, taller than me, and very handsome, with full, short black hair that I loved.

Joseph Ericson came from a very rich family in Palazo town, where we lived. My parents were average workers, so we weren't considered as well-off as Joseph's family.

Joseph promised to marry me. He was twenty-one and a business student at the university, while I was preparing to gain admission and join him there.

I had lied to my mother, saying I was going to see a friend, as I was preparing to take my university entrance exam. I snuck into this hotel to see Joseph, and here we were.

"Mmmm!" I moaned as Joseph thrust faster, whispering in my ear, "Yes, babe. You are so sweet." He reached his climax and released himself inside me.

"Joseph, it hurt," I cried as he kissed me warmly and sat beside me on the hotel bed.

"I'm sorry, my love. I will forever cherish this," he said, cupping my face and kissing my forehead.

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

"What's that supposed to mean?" I asked, 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. My father owns a big company there, and he acquired a new mansion for us. That means I'll be leaving with them, and we might not see each other again."

My eyes welled up with tears.

"But you'll still call me on the phone, right?" I asked, trying to believe that Joseph wouldn't go to the city and fall in love with another woman. I loved him very much; he was like the air I breathed. My heart and soul wanted him.

"I promise you, I won't forget about you. Whenever I'm on vacation, I'll come to see you. I'll even lodge in a hotel, okay? You are my wife, stop crying," Joseph wiped my tears and drew closer, kissing me on the 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'm your girlfriend and you want to marry me. You've been hiding me all this time and not wanting to introduce me to your mother," I said, knowing that whenever I asked to visit him at his family house, he would refuse.

None of his siblings knew we were dating, and I felt awkward chatting with his brother online, unable to introduce myself as Joseph's girlfriend.

"My elder brother is not in any relationship," Aaron would say. Joseph practically 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'll 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'll get married," Joseph said, wiping away my sobs. I wished I could believe him, but I had a lingering feeling that he was lying to me.

Was he lying to me?

Did he have another woman in his life?

My heart felt heavy, especially since I had just lost my virginity to him before these thoughts even crossed my mind.

Joseph kissed me again and thrust into me before I could even ask him. I groaned with each deep thrust, and then he took me to cloud nine with him.

***

Four years later:

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

"Jason, you're still a baby and not ready for school yet," I said as I prepared for my new job interview.

"That's a lie, Mom!" Jason shouted. I sighed, rolled my eyes, and stood by the mirror, 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 out crying, and my best friend, Maureen Austin, came into the room.

"What's going on here, Amaka? What did you do to my small husband?" she asked, scooping Jason 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 number and told me to get rid of it, saying he wasn't ready to be a father.

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

Later, I started creating blogs too, as Maureen told me I could do it as a part-time job at home.

My page gained a million of followers as I created a baby page for my son and uploaded cute photos of him.

Many fans loved Jason. He was fair like me, but while I had long blonde hair, he had short light brown hair.