Chapter 6
1220 Words
Joseph's POV:
Seeing Amaka again after four years since I ended our relationship made my blood boil.
I had tried so hard to forget Amaka, but it proved the hardest thing I ever did.
My family could never know I had an affair with a poor girl. Though I took her virginity, that didn't mean I had to marry her. Still, she remained the prettiest girl I had ever seen.
When Amaka walked into my office, my heart skipped several beats, and I gasped for air.
My jaw dropped in surprise, but I quickly composed myself when I saw the shock on her face too.
Amaka looked more than shocked to see me, but I switched to my stoic side and maintained my professionalism. I pretended I never knew her, but my manhood twitched in my boxers, longing for her wonderful touch.
"Um, have a seat," I gestured to Amaka. She tried to ask if I knew her, but no way would I go back. I had moved on, and my father wanted me to court a senator's daughter. Her father owned several businesses and served as a great philanthropist.
Her name was Nina Stanley. She stood tall, looked pretty, and was twenty-four years old. I guessed right—I had lied to Amaka Richard about my age.
I was twenty-five when I met Amaka. I came from the gym that day and spotted her heading home with her younger sister.
Amaka wore a sleeveless red dress, and seeing how beautiful she looked in that body-hugging red dress, I couldn't get her out of my mind.
Amaka came from an average family and proved easily gullible. When I approached her then, I feared she would reject me if I revealed my real age, so I lied just to get her to date me.
I plied Amaka with gifts, but she only thought about marriage.
She wanted me to marry her—an eighteen-year-old girl. I only wanted s*x so my body would calm from the intense effect she had on me.
I had no idea my father planned to relocate after his last successful business deal that boosted his fame.
Dad disclosed to my mother and the three of us that we wouldn't live in Palazzo Town anymore. We had to move to the island part of the city, where he could afford a more luxurious and comfortable lifestyle.
This cut my relationship with Amaka short. I would have loved to sleep with her again before I relocated with my family.
Amaka had heartbroken after I slept with her. She delayed our s*x because she wanted to save her virginity until marriage.
Amaka refused to lose herself to just any man, and I lied that I would marry her just to taste her juicy cake.
I am a twenty-nine-year-old man now and will turn thirty in a month's time. My father handed over this company branch to me after I proved my worth. He continued with his new establishment on the island.
As for my younger brother, Aaron, he is twenty-five and recently graduated. Though he showed no interest in business and preferred filming and skit-making, my father refused to accept that. Dad wanted to force Aaron into managing the company branch, but Aaron didn't care.
Well, now I felt confused about what to do.
Seeing that questioning look on Amaka's face, I knew I had wronged her. I recalled she later called me from a different number after I blocked her line and tried to forget her.
I recalled that night Amaka called and told me she was three months pregnant.
I felt shocked, as I sat at home with my mother.
Mom noticed the change in my demeanor and asked what troubled me. She said, "What's wrong, Joseph? You look so tense, like 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 marked the worst day of my life; I felt so bad cutting her off.
I warned Amaka never to call me again. I said, "Don't ever call me again, Amaka. We had s*x only once. You refused to let me touch you, so how could you have conceived from that encounter?"
"But..." Amaka began.
"No buts. I used protection, and I remember withdrawing from you when we made love again!" I stated firmly to her. "Go find who else you slept with, pin your child on him, and don't call me again."
Gosh!
The memory flooded back now, and confusion gripped me about what to do.
Should I own up to knowing Amaka Richard?
Should I tell Amaka I felt sorry and hadn't forgotten her?
I felt so confused, but seeing her smile with Simon made me jealous.
Amaka looked very beautiful, and she sported a cute dimple on her chubby cheeks.
I couldn't look away from her face. I recalled how heavenly it felt kissing her lovely lips.
"Sir, it's already 7 p.m., and most of the staff have left. Aren't you going home today?" My head of security, Tyler Ivan, entered my office and spoke to me.
"That's right. I'll head home now," I said. I rose from my office chair, shut down my laptop, and packed it up to leave the company. I slipped it into my briefcase since I had some unfinished business.
My phone rang, startling me out of my trance. I picked it up from my office desk where I had left it. I glanced at the caller's ID and saw Nina Stanley calling.
I got engaged to Nina last month because my father hounded me to marry her, and nothing else held me back. We both came from rich families.
Under my father's pressure, I got engaged to Nina even though it wasn't what I wanted.
Nina studied business too. She acted very professionally and managed one of her father's private businesses. She stayed classy and wasn't the type of lady to mess with.
I loved s*x, and even after I fell out with Amaka and moved to the city, I slept with a few women I paid to do the deed.
Nina wouldn't let me touch her; she insisted no s*x until marriage.
I respected Nina's choice, and since my father wanted us to marry, I respected him a lot. He came from a humble background and worked hard to reach the heights he enjoyed today.
I couldn't say no to my father's request, so I complied and engaged Nina Stanley.
I didn't engage Nina because I loved her. I felt nothing for her, but I respected her professionalism. It gave me peace knowing she would educate my children well and wasn't a loose woman.
But now that I had seen Amaka Richard again, memories I had long buried and feelings from the past I tried so hard to forget rushed back into my mind.
Even thinking about Amaka now—her smile, her looks, and the way her big brown eyes held mine—made my dîck twitch, longing for her touch.
"You can leave, Tyler. I'll head out soon; let me answer this call," I told Tyler, and he replied, "Alright, boss."
Tyler exited my office, and I answered the incoming call. "Hello, babe."
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