The Cold CEO's Woman

It was the day of her graduation. Anita Baker, a 24-year-old lady, had just graduated from the university. She was the first daughter of her parents. She had five younger sisters. Her father was a banker, while her mother was a trader.

Anita was fair in complexion, very beautifully shaped, with curvy hips. Among all her sisters, she was the only light-skinned one, as the rest of her sisters were dark or fair-brown in complexion. Anita looked like her mother, but more beautiful; sometimes her father accused her mother of cheating on him and doubted he was truly her father, as she was so fair. But her mother always kept mute about it and told her not to mind her father—that she was really his child.

Her father even threatened to run a paternity DNA test on her, as he could not understand why she was so fair, unlike the rest of her sisters. Her immediately younger sister, Flora, a 22-year-old dark-skinned beauty, also disliked her, even though Flora was two years younger. About four of her sisters hated her, except for her youngest sister, named Glory, who genuinely loved her.

They say blood is thicker than water, but in Anita's case, water was thicker than blood. Her father, Mr. Joshua Baker, did not stop sending her to school; he only accused his wife of cheating on him and forcing another man’s child on him so he could marry her. But nonetheless, he still sent Anita to the university to study business administration.

Anita was so happy as she wrote her final exams, and the results finally came out in flying colours. Well, because of her father’s constant accusations toward her calm mother, Mrs. Tonia Baker, Anita had refused to accept any relationship with any guy asking her out to be his woman. She only went out on dates with the man, but ended up rejecting his proposals of love.

Her best friend in the university, Temisa Patrick, had also advised her to give love a chance, but Anita refused and said, “My father constantly accuses my mother of cheating on him, and yet he still goes back to her and gets her pregnant, to birth the six of us. Mother says my Dad loves her, but his daily insults to her don’t show us that he truly loves her.” She shook her head as she spoke to her friend when they were still in year two at the university.

Guys were tripping to have Anita—handsome and well-to-do guys—but she felt they only wanted to use her, and once the man crossed the bridge and broke her virginity, he would dump her or accuse her of cheating, just like her father constantly did to her mother, wanting to send her and her mother into depression.

Anita sat in a private room with her best friend, preparing for their final graduation.

“Anita, I’m so happy—finally we will be parting from this school. I cannot explain how much I have missed home,” Temisa said.

“Me too,” Anita faintly replied, knowing it wasn’t entirely true for her, as she hated home and knew she would be facing her father’s constant insults toward her and her mother again, while her three younger sisters, Flora, Esther, and Favour, would want to torment the hell out of her, calling her an outcast, as if they were jealous of her looks, like it was entirely her fault.

Anita shook her head in sadness, and Temisa noticed.

“What is it, girlfriend? You don’t seem to look happy, even though you’re graduating as one of the best graduating students today in our university?” Temisa asked, as she stood up from her seat facing the mirror and walked up to meet Anita sitting on the couch. But Anita shook her head again and stared away from Temisa, not responding.

“What’s the problem, dear?” Temisa approached and crouched in front of Anita, even though she knew what the problem was, as Anita had told her why she hated men in general and saw them as scumbags.

“Don't worry—when I get home, I can talk to my mother to allow you to come live with us, even if it’s just for your I.T., until you get a better job to cater for yourself.”

“Thank you,” Anita smiled at Temisa faintly, and she responded, “You’re welcome. You know you’re like a sister to me, so you don’t have to worry or cry much. Graduating with a first class is no joke, so you should be happy, as today is your most blessed day. Come, sit here—let me apply some makeup on your face.”

Temisa pulled Anita to stand up from her seat, and she smiled faintly and walked to sit on the seat facing the mirror in their private room, which they shared.

“You know I don’t like makeup,” Anita said as she sat and watched Temisa open one of her makeup kits and start preparing her brush.

“I know, but today is your lucky day, so you should look sweet when collecting your awards. So no excuses from you—just do this for me, okay? It will make you smile throughout today and lighten your mood,” Temisa said.

“Okay,” Anita replied, and she stared at her beautiful reflection displayed in the mirror while Temisa started applying the beautiful brown powder on her face.

Temisa started on Anita's eyelashes first, and after that, she switched to work on her cheeks and nose, applying the beautiful makeup powder. As she was through, making her over, Anita was stunned by her new look in the mirror—she had never applied makeup on her face before. Staring at her new reflection in the mirror, Anita was speechless, as she now understood why Temisa had so many boyfriends.

Temisa was a billionaire’s daughter, as her father worked in the Benson Group of Companies. The Benson family was one of the richest in their country, and Anita had read about the Benson family and wished she could work for them—the more reason why she studied so hard and read day and night to graduate as one of the best graduating students in her university.

Anita had thought of asking Temisa if she could help her ask her father for an application in the Benson Group, but she knew if she did that, it might seem like she was trying to gain a favour which she didn’t merit, and it might make others see her as a gold-digger or a lady selling out her body to men to gain favour from them. So she thought against it and decided not to ask Temisa for her father’s help again.

“All done now. Don’t you see how you look so sweet in the mirror? Oh my god! I’m the best makeup artist here on campus!” Temisa fanned herself with her hand while Anita smiled at her.

“Don’t over-hype yourself too much because of me, girlfriend. Yes, you tried, but still, I don’t like makeups,” Anita admitted.

“Tah! Shut up. I’m hoping a handsome guy will see you today and ask you out,” Temisa giggled.

Everything about Temisa was guys—she changed boyfriends every month like pants, and she was mean when it came to multiple relationships, and didn’t care what her fellow ladies had to say, as she also didn’t believe in love, but rather spent time dating different guys. Well, Temisa never admitted to sleeping with any of the guys she went out on a date with, and that was something difficult to believe, as she was always seen with different guys—some at the beach, some in a restaurant, and some in a clubhouse, taking different photos with them—and yet she claimed she was still a virgin, after Anita also told her she was a virgin.

Anita didn’t believe Temisa. A virgin was supposed to be calm and keep to herself, so no guy would use her, but Temisa dressed hot—wearing bum-shorts, crop tops, and all sorts of seductive and tempting wears.

Temisa was a dark-skinned beauty, sexy and curvy like Anita, but she wasn’t jealous of Anita being light-skinned, as they were in the same department and studied the same course, making them become best of friends. But Anita was more intelligent than her, while Temisa was the party-hard type.

“Let’s go out now—I’m sure most of our families would have arrived for the party,” Temisa said as she quickly packed her remaining things and makeup kits into her box and zipped it closed.

They had rented the room they stayed in, so they stayed back most times in the room even though the school was on holiday. It was their final day to say goodbye, so Anita dragged out all her boxes, as she was already going back home after the awarding ceremony.

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

Anita Baker was called and awarded a first-class award and recognition for her academic excellence, while Temisa was all smiles as she clapped for her best friend, who stepped out from where she was sitting among the crowd of groups of graduands and families that attended their graduation ceremony, to go and receive her awards.