Mr. CEO I can't Be Hidden Anymore

AMAKA POV It was my eighteenth birthday. I had just graduated from high school, and Joseph Ericson was my boyfriend. He wouldn't let me be—begging and disturbing me for us to have sex. I told him I wanted to wait until after marriage, but Joseph refused. He claimed I didn't love him enough, which was why I wouldn't sleep with him. I agreed, and here I was in a hotel room with him. I am a shy blonde girl, very fair in complexion, but Joseph was the opposite. He was dark, taller than me, and very handsome. He has short black hair, and I love him deeply. As Joseph came from a rich family here in Palazzo town, where we lived, my parents were average workers, so we were not 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, saying I was going to see my friend, just as I was preparing for my admission exam. I snuck into this h

AMAKA POV After I finished my breakfast in the kitchen, I stepped out of the house and made my way outside the compound. The house was a rented apartment, not owned by Mrs. Ann. Luckily, as I got outside onto the busy road, I saw a yellow bus and got in. I sat beside a tall man who wore a black suit, and he smiled at me. I was too preoccupied to smile back. After what Joseph had done to me, I limited smiling with any man. It was very painful that Joseph would break up with me. He should have told me he wanted only sex, not that he wanted to marry me. I was a very decent girl in my area, which is why I became a laughingstock among my peers. They never expected a good girl like me to become pregnant. I wiped my sobs away and kept my gaze focused on the road. The man beside me spoke. "Hi, dear. I have paid your fare." "Huh!" I looked taken aback that a total stranger would help me clear my bill. As I looked at this man's face, I gulped. He was fair like me, with short brown hair l

AMAKA POV I continued with the rest of the day working and felt Simon's gaze on me frequently. 'Why was he always looking at me?' I pondered but didn't ask him. My phone rang. I unlocked it and saw that Maureen was calling me. She would have taken Jason to school by now, but I didn't want to chat with her about Jason here. Feeling Simon's scrutinizing gaze on me, and also the fact that Joseph was in his office monitoring me, made me uncomfortable. "Hello, dear. I will call you back later," I told Maureen, and she replied, "Okay." I looked at Simon. He frowned and looked away. I didn't understand the reason for his frown, but then I heard the buzzer sound. "It's break time," Simon informed me, and I sighed. "Okay." I turned off my laptop and stood up from my chair. "I think we will go to the cafeteria, right?" I asked Simon as he rose from his chair. "Yes. Or you can request your meal here," he said, to which I replied, "Fine. I am still new, so I will go to the cafeteria." I

Joseph's POV "Hey, sweetheart. I came to your house today after taking my work leave. As we are planning on getting married, I told my father, Senator Patrick Stanley, that I want to come and live with you and get to know the man I was going to marry," Nina says. My blood boils hot as I do not expect Nina to show up at my house. "My house?" I ask her, like I hear wrongly. "Yes, Joseph. Your house. I got the address from your father. Although I know that I told you we wouldn't be having sex until we are married, well, there are many other things that we can do. That includes cooking for you, accompanying you to your office to get to know more about you, and to know if we are truly compatible to get married. Besides, we are already engaged, and none of our families would be complaining. I am not supposed to be explaining all this to you," Nina says, sounding heartbroken in her tiny feminine voice, and I swallow hard. "Alright. I will get home soon. Are you sure that you're in my hou

Nina's POV "Hello, Mom," I say, walking up to the dining table to sit on one of the white chairs there. "Nina, how are you doing tonight? Has Joseph returned home from the office?" Mom asks, and I sigh heavily. "Yes, Mom. He is back, and we are preparing to have dinner now," I reply. She asks me, "How did he react upon seeing you?" I take a deep breath as I do not want to reveal to my mother that Joseph Ericson does not look happy on seeing me. Instead, I lie to her. "He was surprised, Mom, but at the same time happy." As I say that, Tope steps out of the kitchen and looks at me in shock. She witnesses Joseph's reaction and knows that I lie to my mother, but she does not say a word. Instead, she walks up to the dining table to serve the dinner there silently. "Okay, that's nice. I will call you back tomorrow as I want to have dinner with your father now, and I don't want to keep him waiting. You should be a good girl to Joseph. Is he there with you? Let me say hello to him and re