One Night Stand With Mr. President
“He was fine before you. Now look at him, being dragged out of his home like a criminal. Terrorism? Money laundering? Are you proud?”
I took a deep breath, forcing my voice to stay calm. “I’m not proud. I’m devastated. Just like you.”
She leaned over the desk. “No, you’re not. You’ve been nothing but a distraction. All you brought was chaos and scandal. You think just because you married him, you’re something? You’re not one of us, Emilia.”
“I never claimed to be,” I replied, still trying to hold it together. “But he is my husband and I love him, yes I said it, I love him. I’m standing by him through this.”
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