My One-Night Stand Turned Out To Be Mr. President?

back to real

ender to her circumstances and let others

her. More determined than ever, she vowed to resh

reality was not

reached out with both han

prepared for Jemma's sudden attack. Her fingers clawed at his face,

caped Brent as he

Jemma pushed him aside

!" Brent

nt resolved that today was not the day she would escape. After their int

kept them eager for more, especially since Brent had mentioned they could have a share of the fu

ocked her escape; a few

nd fell onto Caiden's back, inadv

y," she said, just as B

day," Brent yelled, grabbing her h

t's nose with a resonant "bang," sending

a crowded place, and not a soul intervened. Such indifference made them

Two tall bodyguards stepped forward from

spectators. They withered under his daunting aura, f

o find a tall figure standing sideways

glow on his profile, accentuatin

e man's ear was a black mole, identical to the

k, he had moaned in pain, and that was wh

be the s

ough Jemma as she process

ight of the past few days. Both her bo

ing grin. "Aren't you Kevin's daughter? Your dad's l

d that, his expr

. Perhaps she had learned of his presence and or

Clarke, she invited me here. She tried to charm me, and whe

couldn't have heard anything he had said. Even if someone else had heard something, they wouldn't

ously. She must have tried to charm Brent here to get Brent to aid her father, simultaneously puttin

m him and get him to pos

to push boundaries t

known for his strong character. How cou

. When he turned his face around, s

sbelief. Standing before her was none

had had sex with y