90 Days

Amaka's POV:

"Ah!" I moaned as Joseph thrust into me. This was my eighteenth birthday. I had just graduated from college and Joseph was my boyfriend. He wouldn't let me be, begging me and disturbing 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 was typically a shy blonde girl, and very fair in complexion, but Joseph was the reverse of my complexion. He was dark in complexion, taller than me and very handsome. He had short black hair and I really loved him very much.

As Joseph Ericson came from a very rich family here in Palazo town where we were living, 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 in the university, while I was still preparing to gain admission and to join him there.

I had lied to my mother that I was going to see my friend, just as I was preparing to take my admission exam into the university. I snuck into the hotel 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 came and released himself in me.

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

"I am sorry, my love. I will forever cherish this," he said. He cupped my pretty face as he kissed my forehead.

"I cannot seem to get enough of you. I wish we could get married and I wouldn't leave you," he said. 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 very much. But my family and I are moving to the city next week. You know that my father owns a big company there. So he informed my siblings and me that he had acquired a new mansion, which meant that I would be leaving with them and we might not get to see each other again."

My eyes welled up in 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 go to the city and fall in love with another woman there. 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 instead 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 me on 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 the time and not wanting to introduce me to your mother," I told him.

Whenever I told Joseph that I wanted to come and see him at his family's house, he would refuse. None of his siblings knew that we were dating, and I felt so 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. Joseph practically 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," he said, wiping my sobs away.

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

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

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

Joseph kissed me again and thrust into me before my mind could register to ask him. I groaned with each deep thrust, and there he took me to cloud nine with him.

***

Four years later…

Amaka's POV:

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

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

"That's a lie, Mom!" he shouted. I sighed and rolled my eyes as I stood by the mirror of my room, combing my long blonde hair and applying 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 friend," I told him, and he frowned.

"Mommy..." Jason burst out crying and my best friend, Maureen Austin, came into the room.

After I got pregnant, my parents chased me away and refused to sponsor my education. I tried calling Joseph then to tell him that I was pregnant. But guess what? He blocked my line and told me to get rid of it; 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, and 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 at home. With that, my page had a million of followers as I created a baby page for my son and uploaded cute photos of him.

Many fans loved Jason. He was fair-skinned like me, but while I had long blonde hair, he had short light brown hair.