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The President Daughter Lydia's real mum
Lydia’s hands trembled as she gripped the frame of her father’s office door.“Dad… please,” her voice cracked, heavy with desperation. “Tell me why this is happening.” Her eyes teary as she brushed a strand of hair from her damp cheek, nails raking briefly against her scalp in frustration.Mr. Zander didn’t look up from the papers on his desk. His voice came clipped.“Why did you come in without knocking? Is that how you were raised, to be rude and mannerless?”She blinked at him in disbelief. “Is that important right now? I’m talking about that snake, the one who ruined my marriage, the one who pushed me into the pool!”He dropped his pen, finally meeting her gaze.“Kelly didn’t ruin your marriage, Lydia. You’re the one who couldn’t keep your husband.”The words landed like a blow.“W-what?” she breathed, her lips parting in shock.“And about the pool, she did not push you, it was a mistake. Stop blaming people for your shortcomings. Learn to take accountability and act right.” Her
The President Daughter Not her again
Rowan stylishly tucked his hands in his pockets, shifting his weight from one foot to the other. His brows drew together, not just because of the awkward silence but because Lydia hadn’t looked at him once since they stepped out of the house.She folded her arms, eyes cast downward.“Mhm... I’m sorry,” she finally muttered, almost too low for him to hear.Rowan blinked. “Huh? Oh.” He wasn’t sure what to say, or what she meant, but he knew she didn’t owe him any apologies.Lydia exhaled hard, running her fingers through her messy curls. She tilted her head upward, watching a lazy cloud drift across the open sky.“The sky is... beautifully blue,” Rowan commented, forcing a soft smile as he followed her gaze.She nodded absently.“I want to apologize for what happened back there,” she said after a beat. “Seeing my family like this, it’s humiliating. I never imagined...” Her voice cracked slightly, but she quickly masked it with a tight breath.“I understand,” Rowan said gently. “You don’
The President Daughter Dad's disappointment
"W-What the helly is going on here?” Lydia shouted, storming into the master bedroom.Lydia’s breath hitched. Her mouth went dry. Her eyes darted between the tangled sheets, the woman lounging in them, and her father wide-eyed and confused, as if he’d woken up in a stranger’s nightmare."Why is she here? In our house on your bed?!" she yelled again, turning sharply to face him.Mr. Zander blinked rapidly, sweat dripping down his temples. He looked like a schoolboy caught cheating on an exam."I–I can explain," he stammered, his voice hoarse."I went out with the boys last night, we drank and... I don’t know what happened, Your mom’s scream woke me up."From the doorframe, his wife stood frozen, her chest heaving. Her lips trembled. And then, quietly, she spoke."Does that story even make sense to you?" her voice cracked. "You told me you were working late. Now suddenly you went drinking with your friends?"He lowered his gaze, shame eating at him. "I lied. Matthew invited me out. I kn
The President Daughter Trigger warning: Chapter contains explicit acts
Trigger Warning: This story contains mature themes, including sexual content and emotional distress. Reader discretion is advised. ***The kiss was feverish, desperate. Rowan’s hands slid beneath Lydia’s top, When he reached her breasts, he pinched her nipples gently uncertain, almost shy. Lydia let out a soft moan, a sound that curled in the shadows of the room like smoke.She leaned forward, biting his ear with a teasing nip. Rowan jerked back slightly, wincing."Ouch." Lydia pulled back, lips still swollen from his. "What?" "Why did you bite me?" His voice was gentle, but his eyes were wide, and uncertain. "You don’t like it?" She panted, tilting her head. "I won’t do it again.""No, it’s… fine. But is that… normal?" A beat of silence. Then, a slow smirk curled her lips. "Yeah. Some guys like it. Sorry, I should’ve asked." "It’s okay," he murmured, but his hands were still. Lydia dragged him closer, but Rowan pulled back, his body still, unsure."What’s wrong?" she whisp
The President Daughter Love in the rain
Clinton stared at his phone, hands trembling slightly. The walls around him suddenly felt suffocating.He had seen that pain in her eyes too many times—brushed it off like it was nothing, ignored it like background noise.He grabbed the phone, thumbs flying over the keys, words pouring out like a confession he could no longer bury: “Lydia… I don’t deserve to ask how you’re doing. But I saw you yesterday. And I realized—I never knew the woman I married. Not really. You were always powerful. Brave. Beautiful… in ways I was too blind to see."A pause. He deleted, and rewrote, his pulse hammering. "I was cruel. I define you when you were always priceless. I don’t expect forgiveness. But wherever you’re going, whatever storm you’re walking into—remember this: I was a fool to let you go, and I'm sorry for everything.” His thumb hovered over SEND. One tap. It didn’t undo three years of silence.It didn’t erase the bruise on her heart or the ache in her soul.It wouldn’t undo the dam
The President Daughter Hectic
The sun blazed high above the pristine golf course—lush green stretching endlessly, surrounded by whispering trees swaying gently in the wind. Mr. Zander adjusted his stance, lining up for the final putt. He exhaled and tapped the ball. It rolled clean, sinking into the hole.Before he could smirk, his PA, Mark, hurried toward him.“Sir, it’s urgent.” He extended the phone, his hands trembling slightly.Zander collected the phone with a frown. “Yes?”“WHAT?! Lydia was arrested?!” He yelled, Nearby golfers turned.Zander’s club clattered to the ground.“Get the car. Now.”AT THE POLICE STATIONThe station buzzed…telephones ringing, officers pacing in boots, murmurs of unresolved cases filled the air. Due to her status, Lydia was kept in a locked office room instead of a cell. The air was stuffy, dim. One bulb flickered above. Her hands were clenched into fists.The door burst open, Mr. Zander stormed in like a cyclone.“Dad,” she rose quickly.Before another word escaped her lips, he
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