CHAPTER 7
1585 Words
(Joseph's POV)
"Hey, sweetheart. I came to your house today after taking my work leave. As we are planning to get married, I told my father, Senator Patrick Stanley, that I want to come and live with you to get to know the man I am going to marry," Nina said.
My blood boiled because I hadn't expected Nina to show up at my house.
"My house?" I asked her again, as if I had heard wrong.
"Yes, Joseph. Your house. I got the address from your mother. Although I know that I told you we wouldn't have s*x until we are married, there are many other things we can do, like cooking for you, accompanying you to your office to learn more about you, and seeing if we are truly compatible for marriage. Besides, we are already engaged, and none of my family would complain. I am not supposed to explain all this to you," Nina said, sounding heartbroken in her tiny, feminine voice, and I swallowed hard.
"Right. I will get home soon. Are you sure you're in my house or my father's house?" I asked Nina one more time, and she coolly replied, "I am in your house, Joe. Come on home. I arrived early, so I already made a pot of chicken pepper soup for us to celebrate our first day together. Today is October 18th, and I am quite aware your birthday is in a month. How can we celebrate it if I don't get to know you better? Also, our wedding is next year in January, so we have to get along during this period as friends. I will be waiting for you, honey."
I swallowed hard once more, not expecting Nina to say that.
Damn it! Nina doesn't speak this much since I met her. How come she talks so much now, adding to my headache? How could she come to my house uninvited when I hadn't asked her to?
I looked at my left ring finger and recalled that I had only engaged Nina verbally, as if I hadn't given her a ring. That made me relieved, and I told her, "Alright. I will be home soon. I have already closed from work; only that I took so long to wrap up. You know that today is Monday, and we had a busy work schedule to attend to."
"I understand, babe. You don't need to explain all of that to me. I will be expecting you at home, honey. Take care."
The phone call ended, and I stood rooted in a spot in my office, holding onto my black briefcase. I hadn't expected my day to be this hectic.
Meeting Amaka Richard and feeling strongly attracted to her, and now Nina moving into my mansion to live with me—how do I fix this mess?
I just acquired that mansion last year and moved in early this year. But I still visit home during weekdays to bond with my mother.
Mom was still possessive of me because I resembled her a lot.
I got all my handsome features from her, but I was intelligent and smart just like my dad.
Mom was from a rich family. She met my father, and she told me he was very faithful and industrious.
Mom always told me about my dad and said she wanted me to marry a good woman who loves me and is industrious too, not a woman without plans for the future.
It was the main reason why my parents agreed that I should court Nina, as Nina passed all those tests and qualities to make a good mother.
Nina was fair-skinned and tall. She was very pretty like Amaka, but she wasn't Amaka.
Nina was Nina in her own way.
I turned off my office switch as night had fallen. Then I walked out of my office and exited the fifth-floor hallway.
I looked back at Simon Braxton's office and remembered how he was friendly with Amaka.
I decided that I would call Simon into my office and speak to him to remind him to focus on his job here.
Simon had been working for me for two years, since I joined this company four years ago.
I sighed, got into the elevator shortly after handing my office key to Tyler Ivan.
I went to my black car parked in the company's driveway. I drove a black G-Wagon.
I unlocked the driver's seat door, hopped into my car, and started the vehicle's engine. Then I drove back to my own house, with thoughts of Amaka flooding my mind.
"Do you promise that you will marry me? I don't want to lose my virginity until I am married," Amaka said, after I had finally gotten to invite her to meet me in a hotel room.
"Don't worry, I will marry you," I lied to her, even though all I wanted was to sleep with her. I was a horny i***t, and I knew lying to a woman to get into her pants wasn't right, but I couldn't help it. I had to lie since that was what Amaka wanted.
If I had told Amaka then that I only wanted s*x and we weren't from the same background, Amaka could have rejected me, and I could have suffered from the pain in my manhood that wanted her touch. It was like my manhood had a mind of its own. It wanted Amaka, and my mouth kept lying to her, telling her all she wanted to hear until she agreed and slept with me.
I shut my eyes as I got home and arrived at the front gate of my duplex mansion.
My house was painted white. While my father owned a house on the island, I got this house here on the mainland because it was closer to the company and it was a beautiful home.
It was in an enclosed estate, worth 15 million dollars.
I sighed, honked my car horn, and my gate man came out and welcomed me.
"Welcome, boss," he greeted me, and I waved for him to pull the gate open.
He went back to the gate, unlocked it, and I drove in.
I got out of my car and looked in my driveway.
I had three cars: a black Mercedes-Benz GLC, a white Bentley, and a black G-Wagon.
I looked at my garage and spotted a white Honda Pilot parked there, confirming that Nina Stanley had truly arrived at my home.
"Welcome, babe," Nina rushed up to meet me, hugged me, and kissed me on my lips.
I wasn't expecting the kiss, and my brows furrowed at her, but quickly softened as she collected my briefcase from my right hand.
"Welcome, babe. How was work?" Nina asked me again, as I sighed.
Nina looked pretty in her knee-length white night dress. She was very beautiful, and I don't think she deserves a man like me.
I was messed up, dealing with my conflicted emotions.
"My day was fine. Come in. Let's go inside," I told her, marching forward into the house without waiting for her to catch up with my long strides.
Although Nina was tall with long, slender legs, she came in a few minutes later, and my maid, Tope Hilary, greeted me.
"Welcome, sir," Tope said. She had been taking care of my house, sweeping, cleaning, and one thing I liked about her was that she didn't try to lust after me.
Tope was a single lady, and I allowed her to take care of my home, but she was older than me. She was 35 years old, and I don't know why she was single.
"Thank you," I said to her and paused as Nina entered the living room.
"Have you shown Nina to the guest room?" I asked Tope, as she wore a blue night dress and a black pair of slippers.
Tope was dark-skinned like me. I saw her eyes go wide, and Nina quickly said, "Babe, I cannot stay in the guest room. We will soon be married, so I opted to share your bedroom with you."
"What?!" My eyes went wide as I turned to face Nina.
"No, babe. We cannot share a bed together. I am a man, and I do not want to get tempted and sleep with you before we are married. You recall you said we wouldn't have s*x until we are married," I reminded Nina, looking at her pretty, fair face as my living room bulb was on.
My living room was painted white. Likewise my entire house was painted white, both the interior and exterior walls.
"I know I said so," Nina said, as she marched up to meet me.
"But I want you now, Joe. I don't think it's bad if we do it. Besides, we will still become married, and that will test your level of performance in bed too," Nina said.
Tope quickly bowed and left us. "I will be in the kitchen now, sir. Should I serve your dinner?"
"No. I am not hungry," I forcibly replied to Tope, but Nina frowned and asked, "Why, babe? But I told you that I made something special for you."
Listening to Nina's sultry voice and how she sounded so seductive was making me uncomfortable.
I was getting aroused easily, and that was because I had been thinking about Amaka. I desired to have Amaka again, and with Nina here, I don't know how to fix this.
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