Chapter 1

~~AMAKA~~

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 me and pressuring me for us to have sex.

I had told him that I wanted to wait until after our marriage, but Joseph refused. He claimed that I did not love him enough and that was why I didn't want to sleep with him. I agreed, and here I was in a hotel room with him.

I am a shy blonde girl, fair in complexion, but Joseph was the reverse of my complexion. He was dark in complexion, taller than me, and handsome. He had short black hair, and I loved him.

Joseph Ericson came from a rich family here in Palazo town where we lived. My parents were average workers, and so we were considered 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 had lied to my mother that I was going to see my friend, using the excuse that I was preparing to write my admission exam into the university. I sneaked into this hotel's room to see Joseph, and here we were.

"Mmm... Ah!" I moaned as Joseph drove into me faster and moaned in my ear, "Yes, babe. You are so sweet." He reached his climax and finished inside me.

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

"I am sorry, my love. I will forever cherish this," Joseph said, cupping my face as he kissed my forehead.

"I cannot seem to get enough of you. I wish we could get married and I would never 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 him, and he sighed.

"Look, Amaka, I want you to know that I love you. But my family and I are moving to the city next week. You know that my father owns a big company there. He informed my siblings and me that he acquired a new mansion, so that means I would be leaving with them and we might not get to see each other again."

My eyes welled up with tears as I heard Joseph say that to me.

"But you will still be calling me on the phone, right?" I asked him, as I tried to believe that Joseph wouldn't get to the city and fall in love with another woman.

I loved him very much. He was like the air that I breathed. My heart and soul wanted him.

"I promise you, I won't forget about you. Anytime I am on vacation, I will come around to see you. I will lodge in a hotel, okay? You are my wife. Stop crying." Joseph wiped my tears away and drew closer to me on the bed as he kissed my 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 am your girlfriend and you wish to marry me. You have been hiding me all this time and refusing to introduce me to your mother," I told him, knowing that whenever I told him I wanted to come and see him at his family house, he would refuse.

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

"My elder brother is not in any relationship," Aaron told me through our online chat.

Joseph 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 will 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 first get established, and after that, I promise you we will get married," Joseph said, wiping my tears away.

I wished that I could believe him, but I had this lingering feeling that he was lying to me.

*Was he lying to me? Did he have another woman in his life?*

My heart became so heavy, yet I had just lost my virginity to him, before I thought about all of this.

Joseph kissed my lips again and thrust his huge dîck into me, before my mind could register to ask him.

I groaned in pain with each deep thrust, and there he took me to cloud nine with him.

*****

Four years later:

"Mom, when are you taking me to school?" my three-year-old son asked me. He was smart and intelligent compared to other children his age.

"Jason, you are still a baby and not old enough to go to school," I told him as I was preparing for my new job interview.

"That's a lie, Mom!" Jason shouted. I sighed and rolled my eyes as I stood by the mirror in my room, combing my long blonde hair and spraying on my orange perfume.

"Jason, why would Mommy lie to you? Have you seen a baby going to school? You have to stay at home with my best 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?" Maureen asked me as she scooped Jason up 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 that I was pregnant. But guess what? He blocked my number and told me to get rid of it. He said he wasn't ready to father a child.

I couldn't do that. I had to beg Maureen for help. She was a tailor and into blogs, so she pleaded with her mother, who was a single mother, and her mother 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 from home.

With that, my page gained one million followers as I created a baby page for my son and uploaded cute photos of him.

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