Chapter 6

Joseph's POV.

Seeing Amaka again after four years of ending my relationship with her made my blood boil.

I had tried so hard to forget her, but it was the hardest thing I had ever done. My family couldn’t know that I had an affair with a poor girl. Although I took her innocence, that didn’t mean I had to marry her. Nonetheless, she was the prettiest girl I had ever seen.

When she walked into my office, my heart skipped several beats to the point that I was gasping for air.

My jaw dropped in surprise, but I quickly composed myself when I saw the shock on her face, too.

She was more than shocked to see me, but I switched to the stoic side of myself, maintaining my professionalism. I had to pretend I didn't know her, but my manhood kept twitching in my boxers, longing for her wonderful touch.

"Um, have a seat," I gestured for her to sit.

Amaka tried to ask me if I knew her, but there was no way I was going back. I had moved on, and my father wanted me to court a senator's daughter. Her father owned several businesses and was a great philanthropist.

Her name was Nina Stanley. She was tall, pretty, and 24 years old. You guessed right; I lied to Amaka about my age.

I was 25 years old when I met Amaka. I was coming from the gym that day when I saw her going home with her younger sister.

She wore an armless dress, and seeing how beautiful she looked in that body-hugging red dress, I couldn't get her out of my mind.

She came from an average family and was easily gullible. When I approached her then, I was scared she would reject me if I told her my real age, so I lied to her just to get her to date me.

I showered her with gifts, but Amaka was only thinking about marriage.

She wanted me to marry her—an eighteen-year-old girl. I only wanted sex, so my body would calm down from the level of effect she had on me. I had no idea that my father was planning to relocate after his last successful business deal that made him more famous.

He disclosed to my mother and the three of us that we wouldn't be living in Palazo town anymore and that we had to move to the Island, where he could afford a more luxurious and comfortable lifestyle. This cut my relationship with Amaka short, as I would have loved to sleep with her again and again before I relocated with my family.

Amaka was heartbroken after I finally slept with her. She delayed us having sex because she said she wanted to keep her virginity until marriage. She didn’t want to lose herself to just any man, and I lied to her that I would marry her just to have her juicy cake.

I am now a 29-year-old man, and I will be 30 in a month's time. My father handed over this company branch to me after I proved my worth, while he continued with his new establishment on the Island.

As for my younger brother, Aaron, he is 25 and recently graduated. Although he has no interest in business and is into filming and skit-making, my father wouldn't have that and wanted to force Aaron into managing the company branch, but Aaron didn't care.

Well, now I am confused about what to do.

Seeing that questioning look on Amaka's face made me realize I had wronged her. I recalled that she later called me from a different number after I blocked her and tried to forget about her.

I remembered the night she called and told me she was three months pregnant.

I was shocked, as I was at home with my mother. Mom noticed the change in my demeanor and tried to ask me what the problem was. She said, "What's wrong, Joseph? You look so tense as if you heard bad news. What happened?"

"Nothing, Mom. Excuse me," I quickly retreated to my room on the top floor and made it clear to Amaka that we were over. That was the worst day of my life; I felt terrible for cutting her off.

I warned her never to call me again, saying, "Don't ever call me again, Amaka. We had sex only once. You refused to let me touch you, so how can you conceive from that encounter?"

"But..." she began.

"No, but. I used protection, and I remember withdrawing from you when we made love again!" I stated firmly. "Go on and look for whoever else you slept with and pin your child on him, and don’t call me again."

Gosh! The memory floods back now, and I am confused about what to do.

Should I own up that I know Amaka Richard?

Should I tell her that I am sorry and that I haven't forgotten about her?

I am so confused, but seeing her smile with Simon made me jealous.

Amaka was very beautiful, and she has a cute dimple on her chubby cheeks.

I couldn't look away from her, and I recalled how heavenly it felt to kiss her lovely lips.

"Sir, it's already 7 PM, and most of the staff have left. Aren't you going home for today?" My head security, Tyler Ivan, came into my office and spoke to me.

"Right. I will be going home now," I said, rising from my office chair. I shut down my laptop and packed it up to leave the company. I set it into my briefcase as I had some unfinished business to attend to.

My phone rang, startling me out of my trance. I picked up my phone from my office desk, where I had kept it. I glanced at the caller ID and saw that it was Nina calling me.

I got engaged to her last month because my father was insisting that I marry Nina, and there was nothing else I was waiting for. We were rich, as was Nina's family.

Under my father's pressure, I got engaged to Nina, even though it wasn't what I wanted.

Nina was a business student too. She was very professional and was managing one of her father's private businesses. She was classy and not the type of lady to mess with.

I love sex, and even after my fallout with Amaka and moving over to the city, I slept with a few women I paid to be with.

Nina wouldn't let me touch her, saying no sex until we are married.

I respected her choice, and since my father wanted us to marry, I respected him a lot. He came from a humble background and worked hard to achieve the height he is today.

I couldn't voice my feelings to my father, so I complied and engaged Nina Stanley.

I didn’t engage Nina because I loved her. I don’t feel anything for her, but I respect her and her professionalism. It gives me a sense that she will educate my children well and she’s not a loose woman.

But now, seeing Amaka Richard again has stirred memories I had long buried. Feelings of the past that I tried so hard to forget came rushing back into my mind.

Even thinking about Amaka now—her smile, her looks, and the way her big brown eyes held mine—made my dick twitch with longing for her touch.

"You can leave, Tyler. I will soon leave; let me answer this call," I told Tyler, and he replied, "Copy that, boss."

Tyler exited my office, and I answered my incoming call. "Hello, babe."