Lahat ng Kabanata ng One Night Stand With Mr. President: Kabanata 121 - Kabanata 126

RichardI was at my office, barely holding myself together, when Marcus rushed in. He didn’t speak, just handed me a tablet. I tapped play. And there she was.Emilia. Leaving her apartment building... no, not leaving. Being dragged.Jayden had her by the arm. Forceful. Her expression, terrified.He shoved her into his car like she was nothing. Like she didn’t matter. Like she wasn’t the mother of my children.My hands trembled so bad, I nearly crushed the tablet.I stood up. “Where was this taken?”“Yesterday” Marcus said. “That was the last ping from her phone. His car hasn’t registered on any tolls since.”I paced, mind racing.“Get every unit we have. Private team. Police. Federal if we have to.”“Already on it,” Marcus replied. “But there’s more.”I stopped. “More?”“We traced the money Jayden’s been using. It didn’t come from him.”I stared.“It came from your family. Your uncle’s accounts.”My chest burned.“No. No way.”Marcus nodded slowly. “We double-checked. It wasn’t just h

I couldn't sleep. The bed felt like it was made of nails and knives. The sheet was so rough it celt like sandpaper rubbing against my skin, and no matter how many times I shift, it itches. I scratched at my arms again and again, but that only made things worse.The room stinked, like sweat, bleach, and something else I couldn't even place. Something rotten. My cellmate’s snoring filed the small space like a broken engine, it was loud, ragged, and never-ending.I glanced to the corner, and that’s when I was it. A cockroach, big and brown, crawling around like it owned the place. I squealed and jumped, pulling my knees to my chest. "Oh my God!” I whispered sharply, heart racing. I felt sick.What did I do to deserve this?Soon enough I heard footsteps, the warden stopped rightat my cell and looked in. He had that same smirk he always wore when he saw me.“Princess not used to roughing it, huh?” he says, voice dripping with mockery.I glare at him. “You’ll regret this,” I hissee , but

NoraI didn’t wait for the elevator. I took the stairs.Four flights down, heels in one hand, coat dragged behind me, and ID badge still hanging from my neck like a mistake I hadn’t erased. The parking garage was quiet except for the flickering of lights and my breath coming too fast.Every step echoed. I couldn’t look back. I wouldn’t.God. How did it come to this?Just days ago, I stood in Richard office, fake smile in place, pretending to be someone calm, collected. Someone he could maybe trust again. But that illusion cracked the moment Emilia stood beside him. Pregnant. Beautiful. Loved. Unshakeable.I reached my car, hands shaking so badly I dropped my keys. They slid under the tire. I cursed under my breath, squatted down, and clawed for them.My chest ached. Not from the bending, but from the weight of it all.Katherine had looked me dead in the eye and said, “You’ll be the one by his side again. Trust me.”I was stupid enough to believe it.“I mean, who’s better for him than