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16. Wanna Play?
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2026-09-29 21:57:14
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In Bed With Mr. President 17. The Other Jordan
Jordan’s POVLeah and I step into my office. The moment the door closes behind us, I turn to her. “Leah, you know I don’t have time for your little games.”She wears a smile as she walks over to the couch and sits down, crossing one leg over the other. “Oh, Jordan. You used to love my little games.”I almost laugh. Crazy how I understand the game she’s referring to is in the bedroom, but I’m talking about something much more serious.I sit at the edge of my desk, folding my hands together while keeping my eyes on her. Her blue eyes have always had a way of making people do whatever she wants.“Leah, why are you supporting me?” I ask directly.Her smile twitches, and then she coughs out a small laugh. “I see you don’t trust good gestures.”“I was almost assassinated.” I lean forward slightly. “I don’t trust anyone.”“Why are you acting like you don’t have your suspects on who wanted you gone?” Her eyes darken.That's is. I do have my suspects, and my people are already looking into it,
In Bed With Mr. President 16. Wanna Play?
Jordan’s POVLeah Winchester, soon to have been Leah Rogers. My damn beautiful ex-fiancée.I knew Leah was endorsing me after last night's Instagram Live, which literally came as a shock to me, but what I didn't expect was for her to show up at Rogers HQ the very next morning.I stare at the message on my phone for a few seconds before locking the screen. LEAH WINCHESTER HAS ARRIVED AT ROGERS HQ. She's here. Oh, Leah, now I'll have to face you again. Last night, I was at home when the notification popped up.LEAH WINCHESTER IS LIVE.I almost ignored it before I saw her name and then clicked. Within seconds, her face filled my screen. Blonde hair falling over one shoulder, pink blouse, simple makeup and the perfect smile. That's the charm.The number of views kept climbing, and the hearts floated up the screen so quickly that the comments barely had time to stay visible. I watched her smile at the camera as she spoke. Leah has always advocated for people. That's nothing new, but poli
In Bed With Mr. President 15. Leah
Celeste's POV San Diego was a success. I still don't know how I managed it, but whatever it was, there was no shooting and screaming, and that's what matters.I hope the rest of the campaign rallies, or anything Rogers-related, stays this way, but with Jordan's worry, he might get attacked again. We just don't know when or where.It's morning, and I'm back in Washington. My mind keeps going straight back to the fountain, with Jordan sitting beside me and the cigarette between his fingers. I picture the exact moment all over again. The way he admitted he didn't know if becoming president was even his dream. Not just anyone would admit that to a stranger. I wouldn't even admit that if I were him.Or aren't I a stranger to him? We've barely known each other for a week. He doesn't even know my real name. I'm literally the worst person for a presidential emotional bond.We sat there until he started looking sleepy, and eventually, we went back inside. I still don't know what to make of t
In Bed With Mr. President 14. A Father's Dream
Celeste's POV YOU UP? — JORDANDid Jordan mistakenly send me this text? I still stare at my phone screen, confused. Did he mean to text his significant other or whoever he's involved with because I don’t see any reason he would text me past ten at night. I'll just ignore him. He probably got the number wrong, or maybe he mixed up his contacts. I place my phone back on the bedside table. Maybe tomorrow he'll realise his mistake.My phone lights up again.? ? ? — JORDANDamn. He didn't send it by mistake. He knew exactly who he was texting. Wait a second. Is Mr. Rogers drunk?I pick up my phone again. I guess I'll have to text him back to find out.I type: heyAnd for the first time since forever, I'm nervous about a text back. Because what is actually going on?The three dots signalling that he's typing appear and then disappear. They appear again.NEED SOME AIR — JORDANWhat the hell does need some air mean?Is he drunk texting me? Should I switch off my phone and ignore him until
In Bed With Mr. President 13. Dear God
Celeste’s POV Money really makes the world go round. I’m now interested in the breakdown of Jordan Rogers’ net worth. Two billionaires in his family. He and his father, Jorge Rogers. His mom, Heather, is a multi-millionaire too, and somehow they’re all linked to politics. Politics really has all the money? I thought it was fraud. Damn. I’m already in San Diego, California. Everyone has been up and active since ridiculously early this morning. My fellow campaign teammates and I had our own private jet, and we left Washington as early as six A.M. I’m still not used to saying things like this, private jet, campaign manager, San Diego. Truly, how am I now flying across the country for a presidential campaign? Life is really weird. The convention center we’re using this time is smaller than the one in Texas, but it’s already busy. People are moving chairs around, checking microphones, arranging banners, and going over security details. There are campaign posters everywhere, all car
In Bed With Mr. President 12. Just for the Money
Celeste's POV This apartment and room Jordan has arranged for me are way too luxurious compared to anywhere I've ever lived.I run my fingers over the soft duvet and look around the room again.He wasn't playing at all about providing me with everything I needed.A new phone. Clothes. Laptop. Every clean-girl essential. Even the apartment building I'm staying in looks like the kind of place where I would be too scared to ask how much the rent costs.I walk towards the window and pull the curtains open.Washington stretches out beneath me.Cars move along the streets, people walk in and out of buildings, and somewhere down there is the campaign headquarters where I'm supposed to show up before eight in the morning.I take in a deep breath.This is my new life, the one Ciara approved of. She really knew that it would get better.I've already spoken to her twice since I arrived.The first call lasted almost an hour because she had a lot to say about this job I was never qualified for. T
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