Novel & Cerita Who Is The President In Invincible

Moreover, he had problems communicating with people and would not bring his personal assistant, Grayson, when he went out for a long time. He thought to himself, ‘Let’s see how he deals with these annoying reporters.’ Storm saw Jack's mocking smile. His handsome and unrestrained face pulled into a sneer. There were always people who were not afraid of death that tried to bring President Ares down. Even if President Ares broke his legs, he still had an invincible brain. Although President Ares felt disdain about fighting against the mobs, Storm was the opposite. That was what he was there for. Storm reached out and took the microphone aimed at President Ares. When the microphone was next to h

A burning anger directed not to the people looking at me with expectant eyes, but to this unconscious man. This sly fox was supposed to be omnipotent. Being the President of their elite group, he was supposed to be dripping of badass-ness, to be excellent with his predatory skills, and to exercise caution with their operation. After the incident last year, he wasn’t supposed to show me his weak, helpless side but here he was, begging me to come to his side and nurse him. What the hell happened? I couldn’t fathom why their President lay with this burn wound while some of them got only a scratch.

He identified. "Bronx Vaughn? Isn't that..." I trailed off, unsure of what I was about to say. "Yes, ma'am. The current President of the United States of America." "What the...?!" No wonder he looked so familiar. Jesus Christ! "Does Celine know? Did the President plan this with her?"

Alex said hugging a business man like himself "it's fine, president Derrick Devon Allen actually said i should invite business men, and lastly you are one of the VVIP special " Mr Adams said "wow this is perfect, Just wondering why he organise a press presidential conference " Alex said pulling out of golden chair "(inhale and exhale sharply) we as his subordinates don't know yet, still waiting for his arrival " Mrs Adams said *************

My heart was racing, as my mind raced back to the hotel incident. THUD. The door slammed shut. He walked towards us, as I noticed that he had miraculously recovered from his hamstring wound. He stopped three feet away from us, owning the atmosphere and bestowing an air of authority and power upon us. There was a steel glint in his dark eyes. Rachel shuffled nervously. “So, we meet again. Let me officially introduce myself properly. I am Drago Caracas, the President of Obsidian,” he said proudly. “And welcome to the Underworld.”

He looked like he'd been dragged through a rock crusher, but the way he stared at me across the clearing made my chest tighten with a heat that had nothing to do with the rising sun. "He's going to be fine, Mia," Tank grunted, stepping up beside me. The massive enforcer looked relatively unscathed, though his leather vest was shredded at the shoulder. He handed me a bottle of water, his eyes reflecting a rare, quiet respect. "The Vice President has a skull made of reinforced iron. It'll take more than a fifty-foot jump to knock the sense out of him." "He's the President now, Tank," I corrected softly, taking a sip of the water. My throat felt like it had been scraped with sandpaper.

This time, Micah had come to protect her. Their blood ties could never be severed. But as she stepped out of the car, she saw Micah and Mr. Joker standing a short distance away, facing a tall man wearing a silver mask. The man, standing about six-foot-three, shone brightly under the sun's rays. His presence felt eerily familiar to Nina. Her breath caught in her throat as the man's figure overlapped with Nash's in her mind. She heard someone respectfully address him, "Sir, all personnel are unharmed. The President is urging us to return."

She grabbed her files then headed for the President's office which was opposite hers. In the President's office, there was a pin drop silence and it gives one an eerie feeling. A Young Man and Woman were standing with their head slightly bowed. The Man was clutching into a Tablet, he was the president's personal assistant, Korin Cage. The young woman had her hand clutching unto a Black covered file, she was Yelena's Assistant, Halle Smith. In front of them, was the Wooden table which belongs to the President and behind the table Sat the President who had a pen in his hand which he continuously clicked on as seconds pass by.

Chapter 85 Asher’s POV “Hey,” I heard her say to me as I smiled in space. “I saw the news. Are you okay?” I wanted to cry to her and tell her that I was not okay. I wanted to be weak and vulnerable and show her that I was but a god but a man in flesh and bones but I could not do that. I was not supposed to appear weak before her no matter what. I was supposed to act like the president and be able to handle hard times like these on my own. I had to show that I was capable of doing this.

Lucas replied. “Lucas… wow! You have really good-looking guys here.” The president confessed. Then he approached them and continued. “I’m sorry we have never met before but I know that you may have seen or heard of me. It’s incredible what powers I have and what I am capable of doing with them. You really don’t want to know. Or perhaps you would want us to give it a try?” “We’re not afraid of you. We are ready to fight for our homeland even it costs us all our lives.” Lucas added.