President Snow Young Novels & Stories

He claimed Snow’s PR team acted on their own. Snow was not about to back down. She provided a large number of chat records and transfer receipts showing that Zeke had supported her financially for a long time. She claimed that he had repeatedly encouraged her to pursue her dreams. On the day of the accident, Zeke had insisted that she drive. After the incident, he was the one who planned all the public relations efforts, and he promised to handle everything for her. In the detention center, the two of them acted out a ruthless battle against each other.

I can't believe I'm seeing the President of the Arme corporation. "President Snipe," I whispered. He smiled at me which he doesn't do in public. I know President Snipe because he was famous as the youngest president of a large corporation before and I didn't know that he was Papa's friend. President Snipe walked over to me. I do nothing but just stand. I don't want to say anything now. I am ashamed and amazed to look at a high profile like President Snipe. "He really looks like Rifle," Aunt Younis said, smiling at me.

--All you have to do is stay, a minute, just take your time, the clock is ticking, so stay... All you have to do is stay!-- Snow's POV. The door got pulled open by Christie who's face spread out in a wide grin the moment her eyes took in who exactly was at the door. She pulled the door wide open and waltzed back inside the apartment while announcing my presence loudly. "Snow White is finally hereeeeeee." I let out an amused grin as I made my way Inside and shutting the door quietly behind me. I toe off my heels and gingerly walked towards the couch and dropped into it like a log of wood.

I wouldn't have expected that from him, but well, that was his way of kissing her, I suppose. You are breathtaking mate. Aaron told Snow. And you are very handsome Aaron. Snow giggled. She was acting like a teenager just how I do in front of Alex. He growled in satisfaction. He moved forward to kiss her again but Snow moved out of the way, making him growl at her action once again. If you want me, then you better catch me Alpha. She said before running off. Oh, you don't know how much I love challenges, mate. Especially when you are the reward, with that Aaron set off too.

I was so speechless that I laughed. “Really?” I said. “Then Ms. Shaw truly is a kind and generous person. “However, are you sure I am the one who needs mercy here? “Because the people who cut power to the lab equipment were you, Ms. Shaw, and your wonderful assistant Elliot.” Jessica shrieked, “That is a lie.”

For a moment, I was lost in the beauty. Flashing away my thoughts forcefully, I looked up at the figure forward and found his aloof face expressionless. His blue eyes were locked on the computer screen as he typed on the keyboard skillfully pressing down his slender nails symmetrically. I cleared my throat hesitantly as I stepped near introducing myself, " Hello, Mr. President. I'm Iris Young, Mr. Scott has ordered me to come inside." He responded briefly still tapping on the keyboard, " Take a seat, Miss Young."

he asked. “Because the lady is curious, Prez. Won’t you help her with it?” Rohan’s voice sounded pleading. “You don’t have to,” I quickly announced. “I mean, I don’t want to impose. I just want a quick explanation not a demonstration.” I glared at Rohan who seemed to be enjoying his time challenging the president. “Shhh, that’s fine Daniella,” he waved his hands. “The president here doesn’t want to bring his members down, especially yo—”

She would only text me when she needed money. Finally, I could meet her during the New Year. However, she came home with Charles and Caleb. She expressed pity for the widower and his son, which made me speechless. After that, they watched the New Year parade together and took pictures at Sky Square. They were close like a family, which made me express my jealousy. I told her that her parents wanted grandchildren and that I wanted to have children with her. However, fury gripped her. “Zayn MacQuoid, you can’t be this selfish! I’m working hard right now. I can’t have kids!”

However, the truth was, my name had been cleared. I took care of everything and sold the old house, ready to leave it all behind. Hank sent word he wanted to meet, but I did not want to see him. Outside, the snowmen stood like silent guests waiting for a wedding that would never happen. Nancy, with hands purple from the cold, drew a smile on a snowman's face. She smiled at me, just a little. She looked the same as always, but she seemed really tired. When I opened the door, she ran right into my arms.

He was being publicly, ruthlessly claimed as Lucian’s property, shielded from expulsion only to be subjected to this agonizing psychological performance. The climax of the evening came with the traditional President's Waltz. This was a dance meant to showcase the Alpha’s partner of choice. When the music began, Lucian smoothly turned, his hand moving from Thalynn’s back to his waist—a direct, unmistakable move to secure a dance partner. "The rules of the event mandate the President partake in the first dance," Lucian stated, his eyes commanding. "You will join me, Co-Director." "President, I don't dance," Thalynn managed, his voice barely a strained whisper.