Dear Mr President I Want You Back Novels & Stories

i whispered “Thank you” “You're welcome ma'am” I took a sip before i let out a word “Why I'm i here Vivienne?” “I have just two requests to make from you,i really want to be with Ethan and you know that child could ruin things for me” “So this is about my baby”i said as i sucked my drink. “I don't want to have to play games with you mara all i need is your compliance he already offered you a fortune sign the damn papers and be out of our lives or we do it the hard way”

“Marcus?” “Yes sir?” Adrian closed his eyes and swallowed. He had to ask it, even if it made him look extremely stupid. “Did you have feelings for my ex-wife?” Marcus paused, his eyes widened and his expression shifted from simple, to confused “... excuse me?” “You heard me.” “No, sir.” He answered flatly and he stood up. “Well if you'll excuse me sir…I'll leave now.” Before he got to the exit, Adrian called again. “Marcus!” Marcus paused and turned, still smiling.

"The problem was never too much thinking. The problem was not enough feeling." "Do you miss him?" Marcus was quiet. Then: "I miss the man he was before. The one who laughed. The one who held Variant babies and sang them lullabies." He looked at me. "You remind me of that man. Not the King. The man." "That's the nicest thing anyone has ever said to me." "It's the truest." We sat in silence. The wind howled. The waves crashed. "Marcus," I said. "The thing in the trench. The First One. What is it?"

"I overheard President Robinson discussing with President Reed, the CEO of the Reeds Group. President Robinson just got back from a business trip abroad, and instead of going home, he called his friends and they came here instead. Does he really hate his wife that much?” "I heard he doesn’t love his wife, but married her because of his grandfather. So I’m not surprised that even after one week of being away, he came back and instead of going home to see his wife, he came here instead." "I used to envy Miss Williams for marrying the richest man in the world, but now I'm feeling sorry for her. Who knows what she's dealing with behind closed doors? If this is what it takes to be with a milliona

Jayson held his little face and asked tenderly, "And what about you, do you miss your dad?" Zack opened his eyes and blinked gently, but he dared not reveal his true feelings. Behind him, Owen's voice came, "Why are you going back? If it were me, I would just cut ties with the devil king and be with mommy forever!" Zack turned around. Owen walked towards him and grabbed his arm, "Zack, please don't leave. Didn't you say you were happy here? Why do you want to go back?" Jayson didn't speak, feeling somewhat complicated.

“ You are back” “ I am not back for you, why are you here?” I asked again, my voice rushing in octaves. I waited for him to give an answer or heaven helped me because I was so sure that I would throw him out. I didn't care whatever anyone would think, be it him or anyone else. “ I want you back” I stiffened in a cackle, before placing a hand on my stomach as I let it out. Me back? Was this some kind of joke?

Just what if? I slowly stood up and looked at them with desperation in my eyes. “Please, I’m begging you just this one last time..” I swallowed hard and lowered my head to wipe my tears, but they just won’t stop me from falling. “I have no cards left… but this one.” “What do you want?” The president asked me, his voice not sounding merciful. I feel like there’s a lump in my throat preventing me from saying anything, but I still force myself to say the words.

I said, holding back my soft spot. He chuckled as he walked further. “Are you saying…that I was just playing with you?” He asked. I nodded. “And I am sorry, I thought we…knew what we were doing.” I said. “Ohh, wow…I didn't have to know that.” He said and stopped directly in front of me. “Do you still want him back?” He asked and I got choked immediately. I didn't know what to say back to him, I don't know if he was right or if I was lying to myself about not wanting Travis back. “No, I don't.” I lied.

"Is there a reason you're staring at me like that?" "You are beautiful," Adrian said smiling. "And you are just realizing that now?" She sighed. "Adrian, what do you want from me?" "It's been a while since you called me by that name," Adrian said feeling good about it. "Mr Wolfe, what do you want from me?" "I want you. Elena, I have missed you dearly. I just want you back in my life." "Oh, Mr Wolfe, you lost me the second you let me walk through that door three years ago."

"Don't you want to stay with Bryan?" "Of course I do, but..." When Clarice thought of Nicholas's face, she knew it was all in vain. However, now that Luna asked her, she had a glimmer of hope. "So you're saying, you have a way to let me stay with him?" "Clarice, the president is just angry, so it's normal for him to want some time to process the information, however, I know that during the four years you were gone, he didn't forget about you." Luna spoke the words from her heart.