All Chapters of Forever Mine: The President's Secret Little Wife : Chapter 11 - Chapter 20

Gray piercing eyes captivated me. As if he had taken me into a different world where we were the only people who existed. He lifted his hands and used the pad of his thumb to brush my lower lip. "You are so beautiful," he said with a hoarse voice. He slid his hand on my neck and slid up to the back of my head. "Mr. President, General Rossini is here," a voice came from the outside. That voice seemed to destroy the world we were in and brought us back to reality. Embarrassed, I stood up and straightened my clothes and then I propped him up with pillows on his back so he could sit comfortably. General Rossini gave me a look as if he already guessed what had occurred a while ago. I hurriedly took my leave after greeting him. My heart beat only came back to normal after I had drank cold water. Did he want to kiss me? Impossible. He wouldn't take interest in me. I don't know if I was right. Or I was just over thinking. I'm not his type. The woman I saw in his room that night w

NarratorThat night, two bodyguards who stood next to the closed door, looked at each other. Their eyes were dancing with mischief as they heard Tara whimpering. "Mr. President, please," her voice sounded hoarse and alluring. Dawn was breaking in when the whimpering of the woman inside the room gradually subsided. The sun was beginning to rise when the door flung open. Emerging from the room, the man who had dark circles under his eyes, a visible proof that he didn't sleep a wink was already dressed and ready to leave. Judging from his appearance the guards need not to rack their brains to guess what took place inside the room. The bodyguards looked down to hide their smirk. The president couldn't resist the beauty who was begging for his help. They wanted to talk about what happened however they kept it to themselves because they knew better than to gossip about the president. Tara's POVI was startled when I opened my eyes to an unfamiliar room. Realizing that it was the

After I had my shower. I was directed toward the dresser and had me sit on the bench. The make up artist began to apply primer on my face. The people being hired to doll me up were Astranian expats. They didn't knew that I could understand them. They were discussing that my so-called date must be a filthy rich guy who would spend a fortune just being his partner for a birthday party. So, the wedding was secret. At that moment I was so conflicted that I didn't really know what I wanted and how I felt. They chatter about me and the anonymous rich man while dolling me up. I had no idea how much time was spent dolling me up. It was like eternity. I was all set when Major Kavanaugh showed up in the hotel presidential suite. His eyes squinted as he looked at me. "You look stunning, madam," he bowed, showing me deference. "Major Kavanaugh, I'm still the same Captain Smith, your comrade," I said when he held my hand and put it at the crook of his arm. "You are above us now madam, b

Completely losing my appetite after seeing the news, I discontinued eating my chips. I was glad that I had eaten the burger prior to the news. I didn't linger at the burger store as I used to do. Before heading back to the hotel, I wandered aimlessly. My mind was filled with Andrei. And my heart was in chaos. I regretted the day I decided not to leave and wanted to have a glimpse of him. It was my curiosity that led me to my present misery. I should have left the base that day and not met him. Thinking of it, even if I left that day. Meeting him was inevitable because he was attacked by a bear and it happened near my house. It must be my fate to meet him. And it must be my fate to be heartbroken the second time around. Roman had broken it the first time and now, it was Andrei. Unknowingly, I reached the park and saw a co

Tara's POVLeaving my husband's suite, I couldn't help my mind from going wild. This was because I know of his philandering ways. Different scenes of them having intimate moments bombarded my mind. I took a deep breath and took a hold of myself.Reminding myself that I shouldn't let this thing bother me and distract me from my work. Making mistake at work would discredit me and would hurt my dignity. And I wouldn't let this happen. So, I didn't let my emotion drive me and the next second my mind was clear. Meeting my husband's outgoing dietitian was indeed helpful as he knew exactly what my husband's preference regarding food. And his attending physician was also there and gave me a brief medical history of my husband. My husband was also health conscious like Roman and they have the same food preferences. It was like all my learning and