The Cold CEO's Woman

Anita Baker, a 24-year-old woman just graduated from the university.  

She is the first daughter of her parents, has five younger sisters. Her father is a banker, while her mother is a trader.  

Anita is fair in complexion, very beautifully shaped, with sexy, curvy hips. Among all her sisters, she is the only light-skinned person; the rest of her sisters are black, with some having a fair brown complexion.  

Anita looks like her mother but more beautiful. Sometimes, her father accuses her mother of cheating on him and doubts that he is truly her father because she is so fair. However, her mother has always remained silent about it and told Anita not to mind her father, assuring her that she is really his child.  

Her father even threatened to run a DNA test on her because he couldn’t understand why she is so light-skinned, unlike the rest of her sisters.  

Anita's immediately younger sister, Flora, a dark-skinned beauty aged 22, also dislikes her, even though she is two years younger than Anita.  

About four of her sisters dislike her, except for her youngest sister, Glory Baker, who genuinely loves her.  

They say blood is thicker than water, but in Anita’s case, water is thicker than blood.  

Anita’s father, Mr. Joshua Baker, never stopped sending Anita to school despite accusing his wife of cheating on him and forcing another man’s child on him so that he could marry her in the past.

 Nonetheless, he still sent Anita to university to further her education and study Business Administration.  

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Anita is very happy because she wrote her final exams, and the results finally came out flying colors.  

Because of her father’s constant accusations towards her calm mother, Mrs. Tonia Baker, Anita has refused to accept any relationship from any guy who asks her out to be his girlfriend.

She only goes out on dates with them but ends up rejecting their love proposals.  

Her best friend at university, Temisa Patrick, has advised Anita to give love a chance, but Anita refused and said, “My father constantly accused my mother of cheating on him. Yet he still went back to her, got her pregnant, and she gave birth to all six of us. My mother says that my father does love her, but his daily insults don’t show us that he loves her at all.”  

Anita shook her head as she spoke to her best friend Temisa Patrick inside their room when they were still in their second year at the private university.  

Handsome guys are eager to become Anita's boyfriend, but she feels they only want to use her. 

Once a guy crosses the line and breaks her virginity, he will change, dump her, or accuse her of cheating on him—just like how her father constantly accused her mother of cheating on him, which almost sent her mother and herself into depression.  

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Anita sat on a chair in the private room she shared with Temisa. They were preparing for their graduation.

“Anita, I am so happy. Finally, we will be leaving this school. I cannot explain how much I have missed home already,” Temisa said.  

“Me too,” Anita faintly replied. Well, she knew it wasn’t entirely true for her, as she hated home and knew she would face her father’s constant insults toward her and her mother again. 

Meanwhile, her three younger sisters—Flora, Esther, and Favour—would torment her mercilessly, calling her an “outcast” because they were jealous of her looks, as if it were entirely her fault.  

Anita shook her head in sadness, and Temisa noticed.  

“What’s wrong, girlfriend? You don’t seem happy, even though you are graduating as one of the best students in our university today,” Temisa asked. She stood up from her seat facing the mirror and walked over to Anita, who sat alone, shaking her head sadly instead of packing her clothes.  

“What’s the problem, dear?” Temisa asked again, crouching in front of Anita, even though she already knew the reason. Anita had told her why she hated men in general and saw them as scumbags.  

“Don’t worry, dear. When I get home, I will talk to my mother to allow you to come live with us, even if it’s just for your IT until you get a better job to support yourself,” Temisa offered.  

“No, thank you,” Anita replied, smiling faintly. She knew Temisa cared for her, but she didn’t want to worry her.  

“You’re welcome, dear. You know you’re like a sister to me. So you don’t have to worry much. Graduating with a first-class degree is no joke here, and you should be happy. Today is your most blessed day. Come sit here; let me help you apply some makeup,” Temisa said, gently pulling Anita to stand and walk with her to the chair facing the mirror in their shared room.  

“You know I don’t like makeup,” Anita said as she sat on the chair Temisa pulled out in front of the mirror.  

“I know, but today is your lucky day. You should look sweet when you collect your award as the best graduating student. No more excuses—just do this for me, okay? It will make you smile all day and lighten your mood,” Temisa said as she opened one of her makeup kits and started preparing her brush.  

“Okay,” Anita replied, staring at her reflection in the mirror while Temisa began applying beautiful brown powder to her face.  

Temisa started with Anita’s eyelashes, then moved on to her cheeks and nose, applying the makeup powder. When Temisa finished, Anita was stunned by her new look in the mirror.

Anita had never worn makeup before, and staring at her reflection, she was speechless. She now understood why Temisa had so many boyfriends. 

Temisa is a billionaire’s daughter; her father works at Benson Group, one of the biggest companies in their state.  

The Benson family is also one of the richest in their country.  

Anita had read about the Benson family online and wished she could get a job application with the famous company. That was one of the reasons she studied hard, reading day and night, just to graduate as one of the best students in her university.  

Anita thought about asking Temisa to help her get an application through her father, but she knew that if she did, it might seem like she was trying to gain a favor she didn’t deserve, and make others see her as a gold digger or someone selling her body to men for favors. So Anita decided to submit her application to the company on her own.  

“All done now. Don’t you see how sweet you look in the mirror? Oh my God! I am the best makeup artist on campus!” Temisa said, fanning herself with her hands and blowing a breeze on her face with her fingers. 

Anita smiled sweetly at her.  

“Don’t overhype yourself because of me, Temisa. Yes, you tried, but no, I still don’t like makeup."

“Shut up. I’m hoping a handsome man will see you today and ask you out!” Temisa giggled. For her, everything was about relationships.  

Temisa was actually mean when it came to relationships; she changed boyfriends every month like pants.

 She was in multiple relationships and didn’t care what other ladies said.  

Temisa didn’t believe in love; she preferred dating different men. She never admitted to sleeping with any of the men she dated, claiming she only took pictures with them.  

That was hard to believe, and Anita didn’t believe her. Temisa went on dates with different men—some at the beach, some in restaurants, some in clubs—taking photos with them, yet she claimed she was still a virgin, just like Anita, who had also told her she was a virgin.  

Anita didn’t believe Temisa because she thought a virgin should be calm and reserved so no guy would use her. But Temisa dressed provocatively, wearing bum shorts, crop tops, and all sorts of seductive and tempting clothes.  

Temisa was a dark-skinned beauty, sexy and curvy like Anita, but she wasn’t jealous of Anita being white and light-skinned. They were in the same department and studying the same course, which made them best friends.  

Anita was more intelligent than Temisa, while Temisa was the party-hard type.  

“Let’s go outside now. I’m sure most of our family members have arrived for the party,” Temisa said, quickly packing her remaining things and makeup kits into her box and zipping it closed.  

Temisa had rented the room they stayed in, so they stayed there most of the time, even though the university was on holiday.  

It was their final year to say goodbye. Anita dragged her two boxes of clothes out, as she was going back home with her parents after the awarding ceremony ended.  

They stepped outside to witness the university’s final event and the awarding of the best graduating student.  

Anita Baker was called and awarded a first-class degree and recognition for her academic excellence.  

Temisa smiled broadly as she sat in the crowd, clapping for her best friend, who stepped out from where she was seated among graduands to receive her award.