Novel & Cerita The President's Man Book

Her dainty fingers pointed at the row of books in the room. Cameras! “What do you want?” The president sighed, flopping onto the couch. He angrily lit a cigarette and took a long whiff. “The land deal.”

It was obvious that he had drunk quite a bit of alcohol. They could not help but look at each other helplessly. "What's wrong with the President today? Why did he come here to take solace in alcohol?" ..... .... ...... Dear readers, please endeavor to drop a comment after every read. Also please click on the love sign at the top of the book details to add my book to your library so that you can continue to get an update.. Thank you so much for reading my book, Next update will come so soon.

the president asked as he offered me a glass of wine. He was a handsome man in his early forties, still very much single. At his age, he could pass for a thirties. He smiles broadly at me as I watched his Adam's apple. Gosh, what a hot man! Clara! Control your damn self! President Gifford and I became acquaintances when someone almost set him up with the paparazzi when he got heavily drunk. I found what had been done to him uncalled for so I dragged him to the restroom and hid him there.

I could feel his eyes burning holes in my back till I closed the door. I released a breathe I didn’t even know I was holding, No Job after all, tears were threatening to fall but I was holding it back. I sighed and walked out the hall way. I saw Mr.Dan walking past but he paused “Good luck Miss.” He said and I smiled “Thank you and good bye.” I replied him and walked into the elevator. Who would have known that my one night stand would come back to hunt me? More importantly who would have known that my one night stand is actually the President of Ashford fucking company? I got out of the elevator and walked straight towards the receptionist since I would be passing there out the company. My

It sleeps soundly. Eloisa couldn't believe it— Who is he? she asked herself. The man is handsome with a sharp and pointed nose. Thick eyebrows with red lips that look like apples in smoothness. She stared at the man's face. Something strange seemed to settle in her and she felt a nervousness in her chest. She was dumbfounded as she kept her eyes on the man's face. To this moment, it doesn't sink into her mind how everything happened and that there was a man next to her on the bed.

The scent of the man approaching soon blended with the air, and every breath was like the sweet smell of freesias appealing to Araceli's nostrils. Though her hate for this man was enormous, the sweet smell of his skin and perfume was magnetic. His aura was his secret charm, and his physique, emerald eyes, and his well-chiseled face and body could get him any woman he wanted yet he had her wrapped around his thumbs and never away from his radar. Francisco Valvez Salazar! A top presidential candidate in the coming Mexico election. A man whose name could cause shivers in the people of Mexico. Araceli had approached Francisco cause she thought he had hands in Franco's disappearance. She had gain

“May I?” The tall, handsome man stood over me, his gaze piercing through the dimly lit room. His voice was smooth, confident, and filled with an unspoken command as he gestured toward the empty seat beside me. I hesitated, my heart pounding in my chest. Richard’s presence was like a dark cloud hovering over me, and I could feel his eyes burning into my back. My breath caught in my throat as I glanced at him from the corner of my eye. His body was rigid, his fists clenched at his sides as he stared at the man, his expression a mask of barely restrained fury.

the man snickered, taking a long drink from his mug of beer. Kai simply shrugged nonchalantly. "I mean, not only will he go down in the record books as one of the few Presidents not able to win a second term, but that baby scandal has got to go down in history as one of the worst presidential wrongdoings in political history. I mean, what kind of heartless bastard do you have to be to have done something like that?" The man looked at me and I shrugged as well.

With that, Micah turned and left the council chamber without looking back. In the presidential palace of Salterra, the man who the president had ordered to be saved had regained consciousness. His face was injured and wrapped in white bandages, making him look like a mummy. The president frowned at the man lying motionless on the bed. "Are you trying to defy me?" If he had not kept people around him constantly, this man would not even have the chance to lie here and move his eyes. "No," the man croaked, his voice hoarse from lack of use.

He was only shocked and speechless when he suddenly saw that the document in front of James was almost filled with scribbles. Why couldn't his president be a kind man? Not only could he not keep a low profile when he had a happy family, but he even showed off every day. Obviously he could see Young Madam every day, but he was still thinking about her while he was at work and wrote her name all over the paper! Didn't he know it was an important document for him to sign? Samuel looked at the president who didn't raise his head in surprise, and he felt that President was now simply like a bad king. Only a bad king would give up his kingdom for a beauty. Ugly women would make people sober, while