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One Night With The President

Chapter 6 The Senator Visits the Ghetto

Word Count: 829    |    Released on: 13/04/2026

gator slammed shut, sealing Eloisa

was a single sheet of paper. The marriage c

dge in a wrinkled robe read a standard vow. Hilbert said "I do" with the enthusiasm of a man o

. She was twenty-one years old, pregnant, and married to a man w

phone presse

e phone. "Strip the amendment from the bill. If they push back

leverage that Eloisa didn't understand.

all and tossed the phon

n the car was

and picked up the marriage certificat

, her voice tight. "I have some ques

He picked up a tablet and be

lbert interrupted, his tone flat, "speak to my lawy

a low-level intern botherin

and intimidation she felt in the mansion suddenly burne

's just on paper. We are going to be living in the same house.

y turned his head. His slate-gray eyes lock

ablish boundaries immediately. This is a business arrangement. Do not i

Will

ripped the marriage certificate, th

voice shaking with anger,

is a label. It does not change th

hem fall. She looked at his perfect, unbothered face. He was a fortress

. She wanted to see him lose

leather seat. She took a slow b

tone. "As part of our logistics, you need to tell your dr

m connecting to the driver. "Turn aroun

He was deliberately dr

profile. A reckless, spitef

m. The scent of his cedarwood cologne wrapped around her,

making it drippingly swe

so much," E

act. He kept his

e made sure her voice was loud a

dibly thoughtful.

ocking emphasis on

er froze on th

is broad shoulders locked tight. Slowly, ver

ician was gone. In his place was a man who looked genuinel

ngry flush of red crept up from the collar of h

enator Wilkinson was blushing out

ll, victorious smirk playing on her l

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One Night With The President
One Night With The President
“I was just a senior in college, struggling with student loans and a part-time job, when a plastic stick with two pink lines shattered my world. I had no memory of the graduation party a month ago, only a terrifying, blacked-out void and the lingering, haunting scent of expensive cedarwood. But before I could even process the pregnancy, I was publicly humiliated by a frat boy's over-the-top proposal, which ended with me vomiting in front of the entire campus. That's when a black Lincoln Navigator pulled up, and I was whisked away to a mansion and forced into a marriage with the most powerful man in the country-Senator Hilbert Wilkinson. His grandmother revealed that the child I was carrying was the Wilkinson heir, and they demanded I sign a prenup to save his presidential campaign from scandal. I was drowning in debt, and they offered to save my parents from ruin, but the cost was becoming a pawn in a loveless, corporate political merger. Why did I have no memory of that night, and how could a man as cold as ice be the father of my child? I signed the papers, but as I walked into his forbidden private quarters and found myself holding his silk underwear just as he stepped out of the shower, I knew this year of "marriage" wouldn't be the quiet arrangement he expected.”