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Loved by Mr. President 36| Still under his influence?
I couldn't help but wonder what I did to Karla to get such treatments from her. She had never acted rude the way she did today. She looked really mad at me as though we had been having problems before. I felt a little tempted to draw her back and ask her what the problem was. But I decided against it and thought to let her walk away instead.I stepped into the company building relaxed, aside from the worry about what Darian might do to me for leaving without his permission. Although I was worried, all that mattered was that Adrian was okay and he was in good hands. I found it hard to believe that Karla was the one talking to me that way. What if someone was impersonating her to make us at loggerheads with each other.Crazy thoughts. I scoffed. Once I entered, I saw him. Darian. He was lost in thoughts and I doubt he was aware that someone came in. His soft lips morphed into a frown and he had his hands on his jaw. He was deeply in thought.I wondered what he was thinking about tha
Loved by Mr. President 37| The same petty Darian
My heart kept hammering against my chest and it felt like though it would burst out any second. I glanced at Darian, then Jack and heard them talking about the company and how to improve the company's product. The way Darian sat down relaxed and talked with so much authority made him look so hot and I wanted nothing more but to be in his arms all day.My eyes widened in surprise at the nature of my thoughts and I immediately looked away.What the hell was wrong with me?I should be thinking about how to stay far away from him and not how I wanted to be in his arms all day.Was it possible that he charmed me?"Stop trying to act like you didn't like everything that happened between you guys," my conscience pricked me.No I didn't like it one bit but my traitorous body did like it. If only my body would cooperate with me, there was no way he'd have that much effects on me.I nodded my head, certain of the fact that I didn't like him one bit. Only my body did.I took another glance at t
Loved by Mr. President 1| AUTHOR'S NOTE TO READERS:
First of all, I appreciate you all for tapping on this book and I hope you enjoy it and follow the story as it develops. Just to clear few things; 1. This book is entirely a work of fiction and the original work of the author. Whatever character or names used in this book, was out of the author's imagination as it is not intended to create a false idea about anything or belief. 2. This book is a slow burn book and is still ONGOING. 3. Please as you read, leave a nice review and give a good rating. 4. Also, as the author, I'll try my best to update at a very good pace and give you the best of my imagination. Thank you as you read and please enjoy.
Loved by Mr. President 2| Darian is Relocating
"Mama, Custard," Adrian said as he rushed towards me. I smiled watching him, my four years old son running to me. His face all smiley and his eyes reminding me of that one person. I could remember vividly four years ago, which seemed like yesterday when I had him wrapped in my arms. The nurse had just announced to me that it was a boy, a cute little one at that. I remember rubbing his golden curly hair he had from birth, I just couldn't control the joy I had that day."Custard," he said stretching out his hands for me to carry him. "Mmhmm...," I hummed reaching out my hands to him. Raising him from the floor while playing with his belly, "see who wants to stress Mama now," I giggled. I don't know if he understood what I said, but he stretched out his hands to my face and started rubbing it smoothly in a way that was as though he was comforting me and reminding me that he had no plans to stress me. Smiling at his actions, "indeed Children were cute," I thought internally. I care
Loved by Mr. President 3| I have to stay safe
Darian WoodsI stood in front of the window at my office watching the whole bustling of the city. Before then, a call came from Peter, my Media manager that the news of my relocation was everywhere on the internet and he asked me if I wanted to pull it down, I told him to leave it there as I wanted it to be known by the public. My perturbed mind took unsteady lapses as I stayed there viewing the city with my gaze on nothing in particular.Moving to Carlton was not my choice, but I had to, to maintain the fame I had built over the years that was about crashing just for one mistake. Unfortunately, the video of the terrible act happened to be with the second leading business tycoon in the country and he was on me. Being the biggest business tycoon in the whole of the country and gradually extending my forces internationally, if the video was to get out to the public, then I may lose lots of connections in the business world. My opponent was well aware of it, but he could not release it
Loved by Mr. President 4| Check Carlton's Database
Darian Woods"Royal Harmony hotels," I told the Driver who maneuvered his way around the busy road to avoid getting caught up in traffic. Lately, I moved around the City of Castor incognito, with security forces trailing me in disguise. I did it that way to not bring any attention to myself and still make the enemy think I was out to the open while I was being watched secretly. Driving into Royal Harmony hotels, I watched the security positioned at the entrance of the hotel hurriedly opening the gates and showing my driver the restricted parking lot area for him to park. This was one of the perks of being rich, even in my incognito mode, I was still receiving special treatments, I smirked thinking about it. Royal Harmony hotels, a large corporation that specialized mainly on Accommodations, bar, and catering services. I did not own the brand, I just had shares as much as 40% of the total company's shares in my name. Immediately I made my entrance into Royal Harmony hotels, every
Loved by Mr. President 5| Meeting Rachel
I stood in front of the mirror with just a half cut on and condom pants, because I really loved the texture of the pant material on my skin, and wearing brassieres wasn't what I liked, So I had to substitute brassieres for half cuts and boob tapes. Besides, I rarely went out, as a result of it, using brassieres wasn't my issue again as I wore nothing under my shirts while at home. I went to my closet and picked up a tank top on a boyfriend jeans. After wearing it, I took a sweatshirt with a hood that lay dejectedly on a couch in my room and pulled out a low sneakers I saw on the rack then I put them on. I left my hair to fall backward, dangling up until my waist. Picking up a few pins, I pinned them on my hair to control the edges at the front, so it does not get ruffled by the wind. Moving towards the cupboard just beside my bed, I took my car keys and left for the kitchen to meet Jane who decided to spend the week at my place. "Adrian is sleeping, please watch him," I smiled gle
Loved by Mr. President 6| Memories of Moriah
Darian WoodsLaying on my bed, empty thoughts filtered through my mind as I gazed out into the sky from the skylight rooftop, the stars twinkling and illuminating the big black canvas, mapping out a pattern. The uneasiness I felt faded as I sat up silhouetted in the shadows by the dull lights in the room, pondering on life."Why did I have to go to the same city she was in?" I uttered in my reverie. I did not appreciate that I will have to stay in a city where I have to see Moriah. I had no issues with her, I just hated the way she made me feel like the same man my father was.Picking up my phone, I dialed Jack's number, "Hello, is anything wrong?" Jack questioned."I need you to find any available lady I can pass the time with," I said to Jack over the phone."What kind of lady do you want?" he inquired."Just anything to pass the time with", I said before hanging up, moving to the bathroom to dip myself in a hot tub. I had to wash away the thoughts of Moriah that were building ins
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