Politics’ Dirty Games: The President

ADRIANNA WALES’ POV

What I hate about myself is not giving in. Not giving in even when my heart and my mind together are already bloody screaming at me what I want and how I can get it. This is all just pride talking and influencing my whole being not to give in—not to give into Matt Zamora.

Whatever we have is at the fine line between perfection and chaos. Our relationship compliments both of us in all the wonderful ways, but it is also in the brink of destroying everything we have.

I love him with all that I am.

I cannot remember the last time I have loved anyone like this. Have I ever even fallen in love like this before? I do not know anymore. But this… whatever kind of love this is that I have for Matt… this is something I am sure of. Out of all my uncertainties in my life, it is the only thing I am certain of.

I love him and I cannot even tell anyone about it—I cannot even tell him nor a single soul about it.

Whether I love him or not, this cannot change the fact that his father is the man who killed mine; but that is not even the big issue here. He is the son of the man I despise, yes, but that is given. It is already something that we cannot do anything about. The main issue here is I am afraid of the endless possibilities that can happen the moment I attempt to tell him.

How do I even try to tell him? Should I just tell him over our usual dinner? Should I tell him during sex? When is the perfect time to even open this topic up? Do I do it casually? Do I do it formally? Do they have a guide for this?

Then I remember the mornings we have to share and how I hate breakfasts with him. Those mornings are the worst because it just changes us—it gives out slap of reality that we are nothing but fuck buddies with all the benefits we can get from each other.

What if he just wants to help me in exchange for my body… and that is it for him? What if I am the only one who is dumb enough to actually fell in love given the nature of our relationship? Will I be able to accept it when he finally rejects me?

“Oh God! Adrianna! We’ve been looking everywhere for you! Have you seen the news? Wait…” Celestine came rushing in, trying to catch her breath; then she freezes as if realizing something. “Adrianna, you didn’t even open the folder Matt gave you, did you? Do you have any idea what is happening right this very moment?”

I did not understand a single thing because I was having the hard time figuring out what is with all the rush and all this sudden commotion. I am sure as hell that I just went out to get some air and it has not even been five minutes yet!

Celestine let out a frustrated groan and pulled my arm to have me with her.

What in the hell happened within the five minutes that I was gone?!

Rozaine, Veronah, and Leondelle are all standing in front of the television watching the news. I gasped the moment I finally realized what is happening—Senator Zamora is all over the news again and this time… This time it is because of the moment I have been waiting for.

Senator Zamora’s downfall is happening right before my eyes and I cannot help but to cry in my utmost satisfaction.

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The Senate is in pure chaos right now for what happened with Senator Zamora. Not because they care for that old man, they are all in chaos because they perfectly know that I won—I already won by default and the elections are not even done yet. They are after my head, but they know they will be the first one to die the moment they make a wrong move.

For the first time in our history, for all the years that passed… Rozaine, Veronah, Leondelle, Celestine, and I are finally seen together in public.

It is not only the politicians who are in chaos because everyone, especially the media, is in hell right now.

This is happening because we have finally eliminated our first target for our plan—all because of the man who should be in the spotlight right now. Matt Zamora just caused the downfall of his very own father and country is now indebted to him.

Senator Mason Zamora is facing numerous cases right now and I will not waste my time saying each and one of them; but everyone should have a favorite with how many choices we all have. My personal favorite is how he faced an adultery case with my own mother. I should not even call that woman my mother. From now on, she is only the woman who gave birth to me. Nothing more, nothing less. I will care if she rots in jail forever with that bastard.

Celestine was right. I did not read nor opened the new information Matt gave me. I was so lost thinking about him that I just let Leondelle do whatever she wants to do with the information I got—I completely forgot that Leondelle is the scariest of us five.

Leondelle brought this hell the moment she knew that Senator Zamora is also a fucking pedophile. She not only vowed to bring Senator Zamora down, she vowed to have everyone that has something to do with all his crimes be punished forever. In less done twenty-four hours, she already has a list of people she will deal with personally.

“Senator Wales, you are needed in the office of the president.”

All of us shared meaningful looks together. This is something we all did not expect.

I followed the secretary of the president and went ahead. The security is tighter than ever that I have been searched for almost three times just to get in.

The president—the current president—is smiling upon welcoming me inside his office.

“You’re a very cunning, young woman, Senator Wales; and you’re fully aware of it.”

It was not a question, it was a statement. I smiled and accepted the invitation for me to sit down. “It’s nice to see you again like this, Mr. President. I couldn’t say that this meeting is any happier than the last time we met.”

He chuckles and nods. “I already forgot what I was about to say now that you’ve mentioned that. I guess, all that is left for me to say is your father could have been so proud of you right now. You’re living his dream.”

It was my turn to chuckle, but I shook my head. “I guess he would be proud, but I doubt that I will be living his dream. You already know that I am different from my father, Mr. President. You may have the same values you both believe in, but I would rather separate myself from any of it—you are bound to be disappointed sooner or later if you keep thinking that I am my father.”

This time, he fully laughs. “Then I will put my trust in you in every step you make from this day on. The country is in your hands now.”

When I left the office, I was simply thinking that I wanted to leave. I just want to leave this place just for these remaining hours of the day. I refuse to accept anything anymore—I want to escape.

What I did not expect to see is Matt, waiting for me right outside this office.

Without any hesitations, second thoughts, I run my way to bury myself in his embrace.

“Everything will be okay now, Miss President.”