Game Protect The President Novels & Stories

‘What are you talking about? I typed back. ‘You know what I’m talking Daniella. Go back to sleep now.’ I huffed and crossed my arms. Not knowing what to reply, I pulled out the truth card. 'Well, I believe you're in luck Mr. President for I have never done that even once. You can relax your butt in your comfy bed now.' ‘Oh really?’ Came his reply, IMMEDIATELY. Shit. I bit my lip and typed: ‘Okay, I refuse to talk about masturba*tion topics with you, Erik. Goodnight!’

And stepping out onto the main road in front of cameras: the President. > “Today I stand with Raven’s Peak—not just in memory of what was lost, but in full support of what’s being built here. Thanks to Asher Nightshade and his team, this mountain has become one of the nation’s most stable and sustainable power sources. What they’ve achieved—coexistence, self-reliance, unity—is worth protecting.” Aiden’s face went ice cold. Mercer kept his eyes down. “Sir… there’s a full federal detail. Military escorts. Surveillance drones. We move now, and it’s war with the U.S. government.”

“ The president told me about everything, Amara. He told me that he is your past bodyguard and you're waiting for him for he promises you that he will always come back. That’s not the truth for right now, he’s not your bodyguard. He is a criminal and you’re safety is my most priority. He was last seen at New York where you did your photoshoot. It’s possible that he’s coming after you now, we only leaked the evidence to stop him…” “ You fucking what?!” I asked in a sharp voice. I wished I was just hearing things, but then she nervously chuckles as if she shouldn’t said those words. “ It’s the president’s order, madam,” she finally says as she dropped the call and leave me hanging by her words

“Too risky. If it leaks—” “It won’t,” Travanto cut in. “My guys don’t talk. Yours better not either.” The President stared, mind racing. Ten million could flip the game—ads, ground teams, dirty tricks. Jeremy was a tsunami, but this could build a wall. Still, Russia? The optics alone could kill him if word slipped. He glanced at Luca, who looked ready to bolt. “You’re betting on me to beat him,” the President said. “Why not just back Jeremy?”

I knew he blamed me for Nina's kidnap and to be honest, after what I'd pulled in his office, it was true. "Who's behind this?" The President paid attention back to Peter, ignoring even Jared. "I just saw on the news that Phillip Pillax..." We let them talk, knowing uncle Pete was going to fill him in, while I led Jared out of there to keep his mind occupied, in case he started to think of the elections. "We need to protect Zion." He began as we took one of the elevators going down. It was such a big house. "I've already arranged for more bodyguards to always be with him and Miss Nancy." I responded.

He's already done more harm than good, and he doesn't want to add to it. He looks at her with his left eye while driving to the president's office to make sure she doesn't notice him. She is stunning, and he can't take his gaze away from her, but only because of the personality she exudes. Travis would never do such a thing. He approached the president's game, and there were a lot of guards all around him. Travis is already a politician, so he was given the authority to enter without hesitation. They were even escorted down to the president's office by the guard. There's no way robbery could happen here. They are heavily armed and prepared to defend the president at all times.

He had let his guard down once and they killed his beloved wife… it must never happen again, never. "What did you see?" asked one of his men who entered the room with a concerned expression plastered all over face. He seemed to be an IT specialist. "A black SUV has been parked outside my private apartment for the past couple days ." replied Scarlett. "It must have been them." The IT specialist nodded and quickly got to work, typing away on his laptop as he accessed the security footage around the area. Meanwhile, Scarlett's father was already giving orders to his team of armed men. "We need eyes everywhere," he said sternly. "And we can't let our guard down again."

“No please! Please! Spare her! Ple— “ I stab him straight in the heart and twist it, watching him lose his life. Just then we hear a commotion from outside the club and i signal to one of the guards to check it out. I pull out my knife and one of the guards hands me a piece of cloth on which I wipe it. My second in command, also my best friend— Dom, orders the rest of the guys to dispose of the body and clean up. I leave with him following behind me. I get to my office and set my knife down. “You realize his daughter is only 8.”

I remembered Yuvonne, and I remembered my mom who once wrote to us saying, even if we would die, it should be not on our knees, it was a worst case scenario because I was sitting on my butt not even on my knees, I disappointed her, Yuvonne too, I felt very sorry. "I have the laptop!" Came a very deep voice from the end of the hall, My eyes fluttered open and I smiled in triumph and mixed feelings. It was Julius, the plan didn't deep afterall. Mercury did a job well done. Standing with Julius was, George Benson, Daniel Washington and Ottega Henry against The President, Gal Mayer, The Colonel and Anthony. The game changed and the real war, ready to strike.

“The armed forces are at your disposal. Use them. Regain control—” In one fluid move, Anabella was up, throwing her chair to break the monitor to the left of the president. The screen showing the Security Chief’s face fell to the ground, a leg of the chair stuck inside of it. Upon hearing the commotion, guards came streaming into the room. Marx, Xavier, and Penny got to their feet.