The President Loves My Wife

The President Loves My Wife

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The story follows Damian, a young man who achieves success early in life and decides to marry a girl from his village, believing that a simple and honest life would bring him happiness. However, his life takes a tragic turn when his wife, Diana, is seduced by the power and wealth of the President, who sponsors her education in the UK. As Diana's feelings for Damian fade, she enters into a secret affair with the President, eventually plotting to remove Damian from her life so she can marry the President. Damian's life unravels as he confronts the painful betrayal, and he must cope with the consequences of his choices, including his eventual heartbreak and loss of everything he held dear.

Chapter 1 THE BEAUTY OF DIANA

Damian, a tall, well-dressed gentleman in his early thirties, found himself on the road back to his hometown, nestled in the rolling hills of the village. The sun hung low in the sky, casting an orange hue over the quiet streets. He had spent the last few years immersed in the bustle of the city, running his late father's business empire. The world around him was full of flashing lights, fast cars, and women who wore more makeup than they did personality. His life felt empty, the echo of his mother's dying wish resonating in his mind: "Marry a girl from the countryside, Damian.

Find someone pure, someone who hasn't been tainted by the city."

It had been far too long since he'd visited his grandfather, and this trip was just as much about reconnecting with family as it was about fulfilling that promise. Damian longed for a simpler life, a life with someone who understood him, not one built on appearances and pretense.

The country air welcomed him as he approached the familiar town just one stop before his final destination. As he slowly drove through the village, something caught his eye-a vision of grace walking down the dirt road. A woman. No, not just any woman-her. She was walking towards the local shop, and with every step, the wind seemed to catch the long strands of her hair, creating a halo effect around her. She was barefoot, her simple dress flowing in the breeze, with a natural beauty that made the other women he'd encountered seem almost... artificial.

Her face was delicate, with clear skin, soft eyes, and a smile that seemed reserved for those rare moments when something pure and real touched her heart. There was something unpretentious about her that instantly captivated him. She was the epitome of the woman he'd imagined marrying-graceful, modest, and untouched by the superficiality of city life.

Unable to resist, Damian rolled down the window of his sleek car and called out, "Excuse me, miss!"

She didn't respond immediately, continuing her walk towards the shop, her focus on the task at hand. Damian, intrigued by her beauty and unwilling to let this chance slip away, parked his car and stepped out. As he approached, he noticed the small boys sitting outside the shop, giggling and whispering to each other.

"She's shy," he whispered to himself with a smile. "That's why I like village girls."

He quickly walked towards the boys. "Hey, do you know who that girl is?" he asked, trying to hide the excitement in his voice.

One of the boys, a cheeky grin on his face, pointed towards the shop. "That's Diana," he said. "Her father's Mr. Albert, our headmaster."

Damian's curiosity piqued. "Diana? Do you know where she lives?"

"She lives just up the hill, by the old church," another boy added.

Damian, feeling grateful, pulled a bill from his pocket and handed it to the boys. "Thanks for the help," he said before returning to his car, his thoughts already spinning.

He continued his journey to his grandfather's house, but his mind kept drifting back to Diana. Diana. A name he would not forget.

Later that evening, when he arrived at his grandfather's house, he was warmly greeted by the older man and his cousins, who were eager to catch up. After a hearty dinner, the family sat around in the living room, reminiscing about old times. But it was his grandfather's words that caught Damian off guard.

"You know, Damian," Mr. Rogers said with a chuckle, "your parents died without ever seeing you married. Don't you want me to see your wife before I go?"

Damian smiled, a bit sheepish. "Well, actually, Grandfather, that's why I'm here." He paused, his voice serious. "I need your help to find me a wife from this village. I'm done with the city, and I want to marry a girl from here. I promised my mother I would."

Mr. Rogers raised an eyebrow. "Really? I never thought I'd hear those words from you, Damian."

"I've already found the one I want to marry," Damian said with a grin. "Her name is Diana."

His grandfather's face lit up with recognition. "Diana? I know her well. Her father, Mr. Albert, is an old friend of mine. I can help you with this, Damian."

The next morning, Mr. Rogers sent three of the village's elders to Mr. Albert's house to formally ask for permission for Damian to marry his daughter. By evening, they returned with good news: Mr. Albert had agreed.

Damian couldn't wait to meet Diana again, and the following day, he made his way to her home with his cousins. They were warmly welcomed, and food and drinks were prepared in their honor. As the evening wore on, Mr. Albert and Damian shared old stories of when Damian was young, recalling how he had once attended school with his late father. But Damian's eyes were fixed on the door, waiting for Diana to appear.

When she finally walked into the room, Damian's heart skipped a beat. She was even more breathtaking than he remembered. Her beauty was simple, yet striking. It wasn't just her physical appearance, but the way she carried herself-gracious, humble, and undeniably pure.

He couldn't resist. "Diana," he said, his voice full of admiration, "you are so beautiful. You resemble an angel. I can't wait to marry you. You'd win Miss World without even trying."

She blushed, looking down, clearly shy and a bit overwhelmed. "Stop joking," she said softly, but there was a hint of a smile on her lips.

Damian didn't care if she thought he was joking. He was serious, and nothing was going to stop him from marrying her.

That evening, after the visit to Mr. Albert's house, Damian returned to his grandfather's home with a new sense of purpose. The wedding preparations began immediately, and while it would be a simple affair in the village, Damian promised to hold a grand celebration once they were back in the city.

He couldn't wait to show the world the woman he was about to marry. But little did he know, this was only the beginning of a story that would lead him down a path he hadn't anticipated-one filled with power, desire,a love and even that would soon be tested in ways he could never have imagined. This step he was like a step towards his death, he never thought it will lead him to a suffering.

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The President Loves My Wife
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Chapter 1 THE BEAUTY OF DIANA

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Chapter 2 The President's Gaze

13/04/2025

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Chapter 3 Beneath the Veil of Deception

13/04/2025

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Chapter 4 Betrayal Behind the Veil

13/04/2025

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Chapter 5 The Unraveling Truth.

13/04/2025

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Chapter 6 Betrayal and Broken Bonds

13/04/2025

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Chapter 7 Tangled loyalties and Deadly schemes

13/04/2025

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Chapter 8 Web of Betrayal

13/04/2025

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Chapter 9 Deceptive Paths

13/04/2025

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Chapter 10 Deceit in the Shadow

13/04/2025

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Chapter 11 Beneath the Pyramids

16/04/2025

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Chapter 12 Murder in Genzel

17/04/2025

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Chapter 13 Beneath the surface

17/04/2025

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Chapter 14 A light in the Abyss

18/04/2025

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Chapter 15 The Return of the Dead

18/04/2025

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Chapter 16 Escape and Betrayal

18/04/2025

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Chapter 17 Under The Dark Waters

18/04/2025

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Chapter 18 Behind Enemy lines

18/04/2025

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Chapter 19 The last Betrayal

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Chapter 20 The Weight of Mercy

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Chapter 21 The price of Forgiveness

22/04/2025

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Chapter 22 Forgiveness Wrapped in Fury

22/04/2025

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Chapter 23 Between Two Fathers.

22/04/2025

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Chapter 24 Beneath the Smoke: The Hunt for Deniz

24/04/2025

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Chapter 25 Betrayal and Redemption

24/04/2025

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Chapter 26 Into the Mouth of the Storm.

24/04/2025

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Chapter 27 Damian's Last Breath...Almost

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Chapter 28 One Breath Away

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Chapter 29 Between life and Wilderness

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Chapter 30 The Child called Ndukay

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Chapter 31 The Cry, The Crown, and The Crash.

26/04/2025

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Chapter 32 The Truth in the blood.

28/04/2025

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Chapter 33 The Price of Reunion, The birth of Destiny.

28/04/2025