Married To President Novels & Stories

“But I can’t complain. And how are things on your end? I imagine being the president doesn’t come with many slow days.” The president laughed, nodding in agreement. “You’re right about that. It’s a constant whirlwind, but we manage. Sometimes I think the only thing that keeps me grounded is my family.” The first lady smiled at her husband’s words, her eyes filled with affection. “It’s true. We do our best to support each other, especially with the demands of this job.” Noah nodded, appreciating the genuine bond he saw between them. “That’s important, especially in your positions. I’m glad to see you both doing well.”

"The president looked back... should we go up to pick them up now?" "Didn't you forget what Mr. Moore specifically instructed us. The president is going to meet his wife. We shouldn't disturb them if possible, and we should try to remain invisible!" Another clever subordinate said, "Didn't you see that after the president looked back, he continued to walk while holding his wife?" "But the president's injuries..." "The president’s greatest injury is heartbreak, and his wife is the antidote." Another clever subordinate sighed. "Ordinary people with injuries all over their bodies would have collapsed long ago while carrying heavy objects, which shows that the president is extraordinary, and wha

Richard raised his hand and stroked the tip of Sarah's ponytail affectionately when he saw her meaningful look. "Rascal! Why did you not tell me that you two are preparing for your wedding? I also had to hear it from the news broadcast today like others. Am I that unimportant to you, punk?" Mr. President walked in with his entourage. He was frowning deeply but one could tell that his anger was just superficial. He was secretly happy that his friend was going public with his marriage. "I guess when you eventually die, lots of secrets will be buried with you," he added. Richard looked up and said,

He held his hands in his pockets, but he didn't look away, as if he was expecting her to appear. "I didn't expect the relationship between the president and his wife to be so good." Thera rolled the wheelchair, stopped by the river, and said with a faint smile, "There is a saying, 'I haven't seen you for one day. It's like three years apart from each other'."

“Furthermore, most of the things you proposed to them have all been getting approved and really fast. Did you think it was all a coincidence?” The man stared back at her stoically before he dropped his cutleries and responded. “I’ve met the President a few times and he never said something about treating his wife well. But even if he did, I wouldn’t treat her well just because she’s his wife.” He shifted his attention from Anna to Cassie Rivers who was now staring at him nervously and pointedly asked,“Furthermore, Ms. Cassie Rivers, is the President really your husband?” Getting such a straightforward question from him made her heart skip a beat. From what she heard from others, he was quite

Seeing them go up the stairs, Virgil heaved a sigh of relief and walked into the kitchen. The couple began to look at each other. At this moment, they didn't even have the content to chat, only the common shock in their eyes. "Is this child really dating the Mr. President?" Letitia asked her husband softly. "She has taken him back home. Of course it's true. I just didn't expect it!" "She must have known him when she was working in Presidential Palace. Ah! The Mr. President is even younger than the one seen on TV, he's even more handsome!" Letitia laughed, and she was extremely shocked just now. But now, the two elders were extremely excited.

It was understandable, as they were treating us like misbehaving babies. "We got married, though," I reminded them, almost reminding myself in a sense too. This was my husband sitting next to me. What a weird concept. "Yes, you are correct, you did get married," the president confirmed. "And for a while there, things were looking pretty promising. Besides the media leaks, everyone seemed to love you guys and your job of distraction was being executed perfectly." "So, then what's the problem?" Cal asked, and my breath got caught in my lungs at the sound of his voice.

He got appointed a president afew days after the marriage, where he won the election. One would think I would have it all, having a solid career as a lawyer and getting married to the number one citizen of the country– the president. That should at least come with a whole lot of nice things. However, my case appears different. Leaning further into the chair, I twirled it around with my eyes closed. Still trying to brood, but my belly clearly has other plans for me. It growled loudly.

I remember staring at her pale face, thinking it was my fault. Now here we are. And if she didn’t open her mouth and talk, if she kept pushing me with that stubborn silence—God knows I would have finger-fucked her right there just to break her pride. At least then she’d understand I’m not the kind of man who plays gentle games. Sooner or later, she will learn the truth about the man she married. My phone buzzed. My assistant’s name lit the screen and I answered immediately. “Sir, a few people in Chicago found out you’re married. Do you want me to die down the news?”

Evelyn said. Well.... I guess they indeed struck luck. Vivian said, looking at Evelyn. After you left, news started spreading that the CEO of Knight Group, Logan Knight, is in a relationship with Madison Reed. I had thought it was just a rumor, the famous tycoon couldn't possibly have such bad taste, right? But it turned out to be true, their billboards were everywhere. Soon after they had a grand wedding, it was the talk of the town. I even heard they had a son together, although he's never been on the news. Vivian explained.