President's Secret Wife Romane & Geschichten

“It will be nice for her to mingle with the rest of the secretaries, but before then can you spare me some moments with her.” Unbelievably, the man wanted to flirt with his wife. It was already annoying he can’t announce to the world that she was his wife, but now he had to endure a man trying to get her attention. Mike clenched his hand in a fist. “No. I will need my secretary beside me.” Shawn gazed stayed on Amelia for a while, “Can I have your number, Miss Amelia?” Surprised, Amelia’s gaze fell on her husband. She saw nothing bad about giving him her number, but Mike was already glaring at her. “I am sorry, Mr. Williams. I don’t think I can give you my number.”

In return, I got the illusion of a husband, one who never showed up, never called, and never played the role. For two long years, we remained bound by that contract, existing in separate worlds. He focused solely on his company, expanding his empire while I remained a silent, invisible wife. And me? I wasn’t just sitting idle. I built my own empire, in secret, growing into a woman who didn’t need anyone—not him, not anyone. Now, it was time to end it. “I’m not waiting anymore, Katrina. I’ve waited long enough.”

"He sure knows how to spin a tale." All the headlines screamed in red font, "Gold Digger Strikes Rich Before Cheating; Cinderella's Glass Slipper Shatters". Basically, the article said that a certain rich president had been secretly married for three years, then divorced his wife. The wife had been his secretary and mistress before they married. But her greed had prompted her to meet a rich Darai man during a business trip. After that, she had dumped the president. Not only that, but she had also leaked the company's resources to someone else and demanded a cut of the billionaire president's assets.

At the sight of Abigail, the secretary stood up to welcome her, quickly pulled down by the receptionist. "What are you doing? The secretary whispered. "She is the wife of the president," he ascertained, just in case the receptionist wasn't aware but from her response, she did quite well. "Forced wife. Have you seen them together since the inauguration?" She jested, her facial expressions showing disgust as Abigail approached the front desk. "It's none of my business. Let me do my job," the secretary argued, still in a whisper.

It was simply because she was the president's wife! All three of them were thrilled to learn the truth, especially so for Mr. Adams who smacked his thigh in elation. "That old man is Hilda's husband! No wonder that little scumbag could get her hands on such a multibillion dollar project at such a tender age! It's because her husband is the president of the Institution!" To their astonishment, the president was actually married to Hilda. If the fact became wide spread among the people of Taadi, it would certainly bring great embarrassment to that old man. How exciting was that? He was married to a young woman who had gigolo's.

Oh sh*t, I've gone and offended the president's wife! At the side, Megan was also shocked beyond words. The legendary president of JNS Corporation had never made his or her identity known; the public didn't even know if the president was a man or a woman. Megan didn't expect the president of JNS Corporation to be so handsome, and what was even more outrageous was that he was Selena's husband!

She was beautiful, and she walked with such grace that made her look forty years younger than her fifty-nine. She walked into the over large summer house which was guarded heavily with agents in black suits. It made them look like spies in action movies. They were all too formal for her. To her, she was the classy girlfriend of the President of the United States, and he just couldn’t get tired of her. She had him wrapped around her finger, and they had managed to keep their relationship hidden from the press and the eyes of the people. It was safer that way.

Was the contact saved as ‘Mama’ their president’s mother? Was their president’s wife pregnant?

In Jefferson City, Tyler lounged on his office's plush leather sofa, scanning the day's headlines with a frown. His assistant, no stranger to drama, watched with a mix of awe and anxiety. "Should we pull this piece of news?" It was a bit of a scandal. The president's soon-to-be wife was on the front page for the thirty-eighth time that month! Last time, it was a kiss with a co-star that got blown out of proportion. Before that, a playful flirtation with a fresh-faced actor had sparked a fan frenzy.

"We are going to find you very useful, surely. But how can we be sure that you're legit?" "First of all, I'm not only satisfied with being the president's secretary. I wish to make more money, even more than the president. And I hope there's a shortcut way I can achieve that." "You have great ambitions, Young Lady." "I admire that." The men chuckled and shook their heads. "That's it, Amanda. Let's take her in." "Now that the president's secretary is with us, things are going to be a lot easier." "Wait a minute." Amanda shut the men and walked close to Eve. "Rumor has it that the president's wife is his new secretary."