Upstairs At The White House Novels & Stories

He used his thumb to crease it and it made her heart flutter. Since he wasn't staring at her, Blakeley turned and looked out the window. She bit her lip to stop herself from smiling. They finally got into an estate and Alex withdrew his hand from her thigh, the car stopped in front of a White House and Blakeley became tense again. “Are your parents the president of the United States?” She found herself asking as they walked out of the car. “No.” “So why is it a White House?” She asked as she looked around. “Because they decided to make the house white.” He replied and Blakeley nodded in response.

Who in the White family would dare refuse me, Adrian? I knew that script by heart. “Get the car ready. We’re going to the White house.” As I ordered the driver, I’d already dialed Beta Jack. “That diamond necklace Ann glanced at a few times? Go get it. And pick out a few paintings her father likes.” The car headed toward the White house. Night deepened. When I arrived, the White family reacted exactly as expected—nervous, flattered, eager to please. Ann’s father, Ethan, and her mother, Mia, came all the way to the door themselves, their smiles overly careful, overly bright.

Ding! The elevator opened on the top floor. Naomi walked out of the elevator and looked up at everything. That floor was where the President's office was. The secretary's office and guest room were to the left, and the meeting room was to the right. The President's room was at the end. There were no luxury decorations like in the movies. Instead, everything was simple but impressive and refined. At that moment, a professionally dressed and incredibly neat young woman walked over toward Naomi.

Cary nodded raising his eyebrows, with that she went out the door, left the room ------ Diane drove her car to a restaurant, she entered a special room only for two people, there was already a man waiting for her “Please sit” the man said with a warm smile on his face, pointing to the chair in front of him “Thank you” Diana obeyed with a reaction of hesitate on her face “Calm down, I just want to talk to you” the man chuckle look at Diane face “Okay” she take a breath and try show her smile “I represent the White House, to bring out that you are a candidate for the next presidential spokesperson” he spoke casually focusing his eyes on Diane, while Diane gulped and blinked her eyes

Enni stepped into the hallowed halls of the White House, her confidence a mere facade hiding the unease that churned within her. Assigned as a consultant to the President's team, she was determined to prove herself, despite her youth and inexperience. Unbeknownst to her, hidden eyes observed her every move, plotting and scheming to exploit her presence within the corridors of power.