Ride Or Die: The President’s Regret Novels & Stories

Zane turned and walked away without another word, his chest burning with a furious mix of betrayal, bitterness, and deep-seated anger. They want to partner with his company? Never. A grim, dark satisfaction washed over him as he climbed the stairs. He wondered what their reaction would be, how completely their world would shatter when they finally realized that the son they rejected was the president of Meridian Holdings.

All I had to do was turn her virtue into suspicion by making him believe that she had ulterior motives. And for that, I chose something that Ryan could never forgive her for, no matter how much he was in love with her. His office was filled with files containing confidential reports from all over the nation, all about the trade negotiations and peace deals. Those files were the threads that held this entire presidency together. Losing even one of them wasn’t just carelessness. It was a serious crime against the nation.

Liam was so scared his teeth were chattering, and he could barely stand up. “I don’t fire people without evidence. But if I do have evidence, I won’t let anyone off the hook. If Mr. Liam, you have any objections, we can settle this matter through legal channels.” “President Hamilton, I know I was wrong! I acted impulsively and made a wrong decision! Please… please spare me! If this gets out, I won’t be able to hold my head up in Hemsworth!”

“Who wants to know?” “I'm Dr. Rashford and I'm sorry to have to tell you this over the phone, but your wife has passed away,” My eyes widend and my heart skipped several beats. “What?” “Yes, Mrs Blair Baron has passed away. We'd like you to come to the hospital to identify her,*

I shifted uncomfortably under his intense gaze. “Alina, there is one thing that I learned from my mistakes is that time doesn't turn back. Once it's gone, it's gone. I've already regretted a lot of my decisions that I made towards the people who…” he gulped before continuing, “who meant the world to me because I was selfish. I can never make the same mistake again. My business is established. One or two days away from work won't ruin anything for me. But if I'm not there when I'm supposed to be there for my son and my wi—” he paused before correcting himself, “the mother of my child, it could create serious damage and regrets that I don't ever want to face again.”

"The fact that he has the money and the power and the fame is just what makes the both of us so powerless. I mean, we are both nothing compared to him no matter what we have achieved. Alex could do whatever he wanted and he could go scot-free with it. That is exactly the amount of power he has. Sometimes it looks as though he should become the president because the president feels like nothing compared to him. He is just on another level entirely when it comes to authority and no one can stand against him no matter what. And the fact that sometimes whenever he loses his mind, he can do irrational actions that will make people begin to question his sanity. I am not ready to deal with all of t

“Mind your tone, Mr. President. It’ll do you more good than harm.” The President slowly lowered his finger, stiff as a board. His face had gone gray. Every exit had been sealed. He had no moves left. He turned his face away bitterly. “History’s always written by the victors. I admit defeat.” Diego let out a small laugh. He raised a hand, and Nash respectfully passed him the gun. He weighed it idly in his palm. “How dull. Idris, I’ll leave things down here to you. It’s time someone put an end to this mess in Demerra.”

And I remember: You don’t have to fight loudly to be winning. Sometimes you just have to keep showing up. ENDING SCENE RICO’S POV They thought they’d buried her under protocol and silence. But you can’t bury what people keep carrying. And right now, they’re still carrying her. Name and all.

He knocked on the table impatiently, and under the heavy gesture, the wooden desk made a heavy sound, "But I am very pissed! Even for the sake of the Winters family, I can't tolerate this woman anymore. What do you think I should do?" "President, it's against the law to hire someone to kill her." Greg didn't even remember how long it had been since he had seen such a president whose face was full of murderous intent. Especially this year, because of Young Madam, the president seemed to have changed into another person. But now, the change seemed to have been reverted, and the most bandit man had returned.

The tyrant who commanded almost everything, almost all because not in her. "Irony is that they managed to get recordings of a death like that, as if it wasn't casually something premeditated, isn't it?" You can't even pretend anymore that you hate me and you're itching to get rid of me. - At last she revealed the palpable dislike in words. The man anticipated being surprised that she had been able to expose that they were antagonists in totality, water and oil. "I'm just here to carry out a national protection action." - He said seriously. Karila couldn't help but snort and roll her eyes at the president, refusing to behave like one around a man who brought her so much revulsion at that mome