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The President Daughter My husband
Clinton watched Rowan and Lydia smiling to each other, holding hands on his flat-screen. He clenched the TV remote till it broke. He received a text from Kelly “I’m done, come pick me up.” He hissed and threw his phone on the sofa.He stared blankly at the ceiling, before getting up, grabbing his keys and driving to the cosmetic spa.“My husband is here.” Kelly giggled excitedly the moment Clinton stepped into the spa.The spa attendants turned to Clinton and they blushed seeing how handsome Clinton was.“He is a CEO, he is wealthy. Yesterday, he bought me a birkin, and a golden rolex watch.” Kelly bragged to the attendants.The attendants gasped, admiring Kelly's life.Kelly smiled seeing their reaction, she loved the attention and craved more. She noticed Clinton's coldness. “He is tired from work, life of a CEO…” She chuckled.Clinton boredly counted the flowers on the flower vase, just then, his eyes caught the sight of Lydia outside the shop “Lydia!” He said, leaving the shop
The President Daughter Official date
Lydia drove to the cemetery and knelt before her mother's headstone, as if talking to it would resolve the current predicament. Sobbing, she told her everything: how things went apart, how Lydia's father smoothed his lips and turned her into a villain. She fell asleep while sobbing and spilling her heart out. Hours later, her phone rang, waking her up. Lydia wiped her eyes and peered at the caller ID. "Hello?" Her voice crackled. "Where are you?" Rowan's voice sounded urgent yet controlled. "Your mother called saying you left the house in tears and anger. Lydia, please tell me where you are. I will come get you.”"I went somewhere personal, but don't worry, I'm fine, I'll meet you at your bookstore," she said. "Okay, I'm already on my way." Lydia arrived at the bookstore before him, went to the restroom, washed her face, and sat on the chair, waiting for Rowan. Rowan arrived some minutes later, he pulled Lydia into a tight hug."Where were you? I've been out of my mind," he whi
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
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