Alyssa stood on the South Lawn with her suitcase beside her gazing at the morning sky. The breeze caressed her skin and for the first time after long periods of hiding and living in the glimpses of stolen moments with Richard, she felt somewhat free. Her phone in hand, it dinged to tell her that the president was here. The jet had landed there waiting for them. She’d cried so much last night that her eyes had turned dry. She heard him from her office next door smashing glasses before he headed off to the East Wing, to his wife, to his official life. She wore a black right dress with her hair let down to fall on her shoulders. Her heels were replaced with boots so she could move more quickly if the safety of the President was compromised. The leader of the free world arrived and the Secret Service escorted him first to the jet. He looked aloof and that’s when she noticed the limp in his walk. He was drunk. It was 7AM. She followed and boarded shortly after him. Cal taking her suitcase
After they’d settle at the hotel, Alyssa went on to inform the press Secretary of White House of the President’s safe arrival in New York and send a few pictures of him smiling from her journalists connections in the city. She’d leave her suitcase on the side of her bed as she took out her laptop and work papers from her bag and put them on the office in the small living room of the hotel room. They’d put her in a junior suite. She was two floors down from the Presidential suite where Richard was. She looked at the time on her phone. 14 PM. She had time to take a shower and relax a bit before she needed to assemble the rest of the service agents to inform them about their placement in the Leaders of the World dinner the president had to attend. She took off her clothes and sighed in relief taking her bra off. Airplanes drained her. He had drained her. She stepped into the shower and let her anxiety and worries wash off and for the minutes she was under the water, she was free. After
It was currently 18 PM. Alyssa was fixing the last details of her appearance before getting ready to meet the President in the garage of the Plaza where they could leave from the back door so that the wave of journalists does not block their way out. The restaurant had been booked for the night.Alyssa would seat in another table in the back of the restaurant with Cal as her date. The rest of the team would be scattered in the exits and some inside the building. She was guessing that the rest of the leaders’ security staff would occupy different tables too. She wore a black sleeveless silky midi dress with a turtleneck neckline with a pair of silver heels and earrings. She pulled her hair in a low bun and glossed her lips.She grabbed her black Prada purse with her gun, taser and pocket knife inside as well as her badge that read her security clearance in the majority of US institutions should she need it. Of course phone and wallet were included. She put on her beige raincoat and ex
Monday arrived and with it the start of the conference. Leaders of the world met in the headquarters of the UN with their Ambassadors in the United States to discuss the issue of Maritime Security between Greece and Turkey that had caused rising tensions. Richard Davis, the president of the United States was discussing with his Ambassador the outline of his speeches as well as the political and legal stance he would take towards the issue. General Secretary of the UN engaged in some greetings. Alyssa essentially had a relatively free day in the city. With the headquarters being occupied by the majority of leaders, security would be of the highest protection and quality. Despite personal bodyguards, the UN’s agency service would see to the security and safety of the leaders and the building. Hal and the President’s personal team was with him in, seating in the back. “What if they ask me about the borders in terms of Maritime Law and the Economic Exploitation zone?” Richard asked his
Alyssa was free for the evening. Richard would dine with General Grayson in the rooftop restaurant and lounge bar of the hotel which was filled up with secret service. The whole terrace was booked for only the two of them. So, with the President safe and sound, Alyssa had the chance to plan the evening for her own pleasure. She decided to promenade in New York City. She loved the city and had many acquaintances she was willing to bump into tonight.There was a certain bar she visited everytime she was there. The bar was downtown in Manhattan’s beating heart. An old speakeasy back in the days, but now it has transformed into one of the top bar for New York socialites and political elites. Like one herself, Alyssa loved feeling the political pressure and fire whilst networking or connecting dirty pasts with fake smiles and charming faces. As an associate of the CIA, she has discovered things about politicians that could ruin their life let along their career. She slipped on coal grey s
Alyssa had just arrived at the hotel. She was clutching on her purse and looking forward to enjoying a peaceful night in her bed when the elevator doors reopened and General Grayson appeared. She smiled and took a step aside offering him enough space. He was handsome. A military man with an imposing figure and an air of arrogance.“Ms Pope” he spoke breaking the silence. Alyssa exhaled sharply turning to glance at the side of his face. He craned his neck meeting her eyes and smirked. “General” she said back with a faint grin.“Enjoyed New York City?” He asked and Alyssa furrowed her eyebrows. It was obvious that she had been out, but did he know something more? And if he did how had he found out? Who was he?“Yes. The city is beautiful at night. I bet you will miss New York. Washington has a more serious atmosphere General.” She replied to his question as if her mind was not suspecting the worst of the man beside her. “Liam. Please call me Liam.” He leaned towards her and grinned. Al
*3 months after*Alyssa avoided to enter the Oval or come in any direct contact with him since the conference. When they met, it was purely professional and with people around so that they were restrained from engaging in any kind of lustful impulse. Katherine was pregnant. She was already in her second month of the pregnancy and Richard was more than helpful towards her. He made sure she had everything she needed and did not upset her. He looked at her with a different look than before. Alyssa was not jealous. She was just hurt to notice that what they had, had ended with no closure. He would become a father. Alyssa walked down the Capitol’s Hill. She needed to get some evidence about an investigation on the Senator of California. They were rumors of her having fixed her election and the Attorney General was looking into it. Alyssa was interested in the investigation and also had come as the White House’s representative to control the damage caused by the media to the President’s l
She arrived in California by midnight. Her bodyguards railing short behind her as she made the call to the hotel to prepare her a meal of her choice and a bottle of her preferred wine. The man has been informed to be expecting her no matter the time. She couldn’t remember his name. Alyssa wasn’t good at remembering people who weren’t worth her respect. She climbed the stairs of the entrance of his manor. He was a nephew of one the largest media companies’ founder. He clearly had the political capital. Alyssa could only imagine his personality only from the eccentric nature of his house. The guard knocked and a maid opened greeting them with a smile. She led them in the living room where the man sat with a glass of vodka in his hands.“Alyssa Pope.” He stood up and extended his hand. Alyssa took it shaking it firmly. Her eyes pinned his. She turned to her bodyguard who whispered the man’s last name to her. “Mr Jersey” she said before taking her seat in the armchair to his side. She di
“Ms Pope can you stay behind?” Richard asked of Alyssa as Merlin exited and she was about to follow in his footsteps. She sighed and turned back into the Oval, eyeing Richard and his posture. He looked sad. But not as devastated as a man on the verge of loosing his wife was.“What can I do for you Mr President?” Alyssa questioned remaining glued in her position across from the couches, four feet away from him. She wouldn’t approach. She knew better than to close the distance between them. “I’m sorry I shouted.” He apologized exhaling sharply. “You’re not just my security director. And Merlin was right to call for you.” Richard ran a hand down his face wiping away the anger. His voice was calm and soothing like always.“It’s okay.” Alyssa reassured as he locked eyes with her. “Richard you need Katherine by your side.” Alyssa added to make sure he realized that he should end the fighting as soon as possible. Richard nodded and rounded his desk taking a seat behind it. “I know. I know.”
Alyssa was never a fan of scheming and manipulating but the city of Washington and its notorious residents made her engage in a world of deception and drama. She remembered the days when she served her country in Iran. When life was simple because there were no dilemmas. You simply had to survive, eat and return. There were no second thoughts because war stripped the reason of society away. As she walked down the corridor of the White House, she was just about to enter Merlin’s office when he heard him whispering on the phone. Alyssa stalled and leaned against the wall trying to overhear the conversation. “I do not believe the President has suspected anything. Alyssa wouldn’t dare tell him. She would protect him until the end…” she held her breath before pulling away and rushing towards Erik’s office. If Merlin was the mole, which circumstantial evidence pointed to then, she’d have to inform the rest so they could plan his demise. Erik’s secretary informed her that he had visited the
The day for the family interview had arrived and Katherine, Richard and little William were getting ready for the press. Katherine looked stunning as always in her royal blue tight fitted Chanel dress and Louboutin heels. She was studying the script with the difficult possible questions that may arise in the interview concerning the family’s private life or her husband’s work as a President and her conflict of interest when it comes to supporting something that goes against his policy. Alyssa was walking down the corridor ready to talk with the Press Secretary and inform them that Danielle, their interviewer and the channel, were ready for the Fist Family. “Alyssa, can I have a minute?” Katherine called her from the room she was sitting in. Papers in hands. Alyssa smiled and dismissed the Press Secretary as she entered the room.“Of course madame. What is it?” Alyssa approached her on the couch. She saw her expression turn into one of concern and doubt. “Is there a question you wish
Alyssa and Richard put their clothes on as they looked at each other with a small smile playing on their lips. Alyssa chuckled shaking her head in disbelief. Richard bit his lower lip to contain the wide smile that formed on his face hearing her chuckle. “You’re enjoying this?!” Alyssa playfully asked him as she put on her heels. One heel on, she bent on her side to put the other on. Richard took a step towards her and wrapped his arm around her waist. “I missed that smile.” He said to her warmly and Alyssa averted her eyes from his.“You’re giving me hope.” Alyssa exhaled sharply running her hands through her hair. “That’s because you’re trying so desperately to deny it.” Richard smirked and pulled her closer hugging her tightly. Her head rested against his chest as he stroked her hair, “there is hope Aly. I haven’t given up on us. I will never give up.” He whispered and it felt as if for a second the glimpse of this dream was true. That they could be together in the real world.“Yo
ALYSSA’s POV:The dinner with the Secretary of Defense went well. The man is very kind and actually has a plan to make the US a safer country. He’s very informed on the matter of the Second Amendment and the right to gun ownership whilst also acknowledging his responsibility as a public servant to protect the citizens and the children. I was pleasantly surprised by his responses to my questions and his knowledgeability. I paid for dinner to which he fought me restlessly but I insisted since he paid for our pre dinner drinks we had at the bar as our table was prepared. “See you in the White House.” I saluted him jokingly and exited the restaurant to head towards my car. I settled into the driver’s seat and took out my phone. It had dinged multiple times during dinner and I put it on silent mode. There were messages from Richard. He was expecting me. My reason told me to cancel. To let him wait there until he was too tired to wait more. But my hands gripped the steering wheel and I pr
Alyssa drove alone to the Pentagon without her agents. She was the last to arrive. Her connections there had informed her that the three men were already there and expecting. She smirked and entered the building. Her heart was pacing. They hadn’t been all four of them in the same room for quite some time. They didn’t think they would be. But tables turn and it seems that fate had come for their heads.She took the elevator down to the underground bankers where they’d decide to meet. The location was untraceable. These bankers would hide and protect the Cabinet and the President in case of an emergency. “Hello gentlemen.” Alyssa greeted them entering the banker. Their heads turned as she walked in and all eyes were on the tall slim woman rounding the long table where they sat. She sat on the head of the table and smiled faintly.“It is unfortunate that we meet again.” Alyssa says and Merlin chuckled locking eyes with her. Erik is sitting across from Merlin on her left and Theodore is n
Alyssa arrived to the White House after her eventful morning and chat with Merlin. It wasn’t long after that he called her to check in how things were going there and if anyone was looking suspicious. Who could have found out? And how? Because all of them had sworn that this would never leave the campaign bus. It would die with them. And it would be one of the many reasons but the main one that would make them fit for the pit of hell.Alyssa couldn’t concentrate as her mind roamed through possibilities of who and when and how and if. If it got out she would be destroyed. She would be done in Washington and everywhere in America. Richard would be done. He’d loose everything he’d worked so hard for just because they had taken the risk without his consent. She ran her hands through the roots of her hair. She had to inform both Erik and Theodore about what she had found out. This was the right move. But what if one of them had leaked the information? What if one of them had been preparing
The next morning Alyssa woke up in her bed. She had been tucked in and the memories flooded her mind as she flattered her eyes open. Last night had been crazy. From the dining table they’d moved to the floor and then to the couch and at last in the bedroom where the sexual endeavors ended. Alyssa’s legs were sore from the sex and a euphoric sense made her head feel dizzy.The time was 8.45 PM. Alyssa panicked thinking she had been late to the White House but remembered that most of the people didn’t come in at least after 9 PM on a Saturday. She ran a hand through her hair and got up to head to the bathroom. She needed to pee and take a quick shower to wash away the coat of sweat lingering on her skin. When she walked out of the bedroom, her eyes caught a glimpse of brown hair peaking from the arm of the couch and stalled. Instead of entering the bathroom on her left she kept walking to the living room where a laying Richard was. She smiled faintly before smacking him awake. “Wake up
Richard was enjoying the time he got to spend with his son as he started to crawl and grow up each day and a little more. He loved being a father. No matter how many times he thought about it he couldn’t get enough of it. Richard wanted nothing more than to give something to the world in return for all it has given him. His wonderful wife and son, his presidency, his soulmate. He wanted to make sure that William would fight just as he did to make the world better. Give the world a gift, a big thank you.Despite the pain, the difficulties, the tears and the challenges, Richard had been lucky. His mind drifted to her. To the woman who had captured his whole existence. Alyssa. Aly. His Aly. He had noticed her puffy red eyes that day in the garden but chose not to push her for answers. He later realized from the quietness of her phone and messages that her and Liam must have broken up. Liam used to call her every day around 3PM to see how her day was going. He hadn’t called for 3 days. An