Dear Mr President I Want You Back Novels & Stories

Rob replied. "I"m just reminding you that you can back out if you want. You don't have to do it." His caller advised. "I know bro. But I want to do it for you. All I need is a change of tactic." "Thanks Rob. I'm rooting for our success, I just want this to be over and done with."

this is my decision. I am going to stand by it no matter what. As difficult as it is, I'm going back. I texted back, "I'm no my way back."

My words reminding Jack of the circumstances sorrounding us. "I'm sorry president, I'll restore the power as soon as possible" Jack assured and moments later the lights were back on. "Don't end the call. Keep me informed at all time" I ordered before gesturing for Moriah to follow my lead. "Where are we going Darian?" Moriah asked me once she realized I wasn't taking the only visible exit that lead outside the office.

"If I had run for president! I will not let Marcus and his fucking cronies walk all over my head!" "But it won't happen again! I came back here to take everything back from you, your presidency! Your castle! And your woman!"

Abe's pov There came a point when regret stopped being enough. I'd spent weeks replaying memories. Weeks wondering what would've happened if I'd loved Diane better. Weeks apologizing to myself instead of doing something about it. I was done. If there was even the smallest chance of getting her back... I was going to take it. Not by forcing her. Not by manipulating her. But by showing her the man I should've been all along. I was late arriving at the joint office that Monday morning.

Mr. Clark was at a loss as he stared at her, unsure of what she was asking. "Could you repeat what you said?" Ava asked. "I said they are requesting a refund," Mr. Clark replied. "Yes, I heard that. It's the part of the money that I did not get," Ava responded. "Oh, okay, it's a million dollars," Mr. Clark said again. "How were we unable to make a delivery worth that amount?" Ava asked, looking around the room.

"What do you want from me?" "I want you and us just the two of us" Her heart was pounding in her chest and she couldn't hide the fear in her eyes. She would be devastated if she said he was dating Lee Cha Cha and couldn't leave her so she prayed before she came. He opened his eyes slowly and backed away. " Jade?" It sounded more like a question. She quickly covered the space in between them. "I mean every word." He stared at her. "Let's start all over again just you and me." Her eyes were begging and she prayed he could hear the desperation in her voice and the urgency. She wanted him all of him and in a swift move, she swooped her into his arms and his lips descended on hers.

My love for Austin was a steady flame, flickering but persistent, my heart thudding with the need to reach him, my chest aching with the resolve to fight for us, my jaw unclenching as I stepped toward him, my voice steady despite the storm in my heart. “Austin,” I said, my tone soft but firm, my eyes searching his, my heart pounding with the vulnerability of my plea, my throat tightening with the weight of my words. “Lucas is in our past—I swear it. He’s not between us anymore. I miss you, Austin—I miss us. Can we please get back to how things were, before all this?” My chest heaved, my hands trembling at my sides, my heart racing with the hope that he’d hear me, that he’d see my effort.

I ran a hand over my face as I pressed my palms together so hard that my knuckles cracked. “Please, God. I will do anything and I'm going to give everything to you. Please just let her come back to me and let me have more days to love her, and to make her smile. I really don't care about the company, the power, the fucking presidency. But please don't just take her away from me” At that moment I didn't care if anyone heard me. Declan Westwood, the mighty president of Westwood group of companies reduced to a begging and broken man. None of that really mattered without Isabella in my life.

Ares froze and he looked at me with unfamiliar stare. “ You’re still hoping that he will come back?” he asked and I don’t know what to say. Am I? Am I hoping that he will come back? Besides, it’s been almost two years since the day that he left me but he’s still not here. I just shrugged my shoulder because certainly, I don’t know the answer. “ The President told me that he wants to talk to you,” he replied and it was my time to froze. The President. He has the fucking audacity to reach out when in fact he was the one who ruined my life.