“I warned him not to bring that bitch home”, John Clinton, the president of the United States of America said to his wife Joanna as he smoked his pipe and poured himself a drink.Joanna Clinton, sat in front of her mirror trying to get herself ready for the arrival of her son.She sighed and fiddled with the foundation brush in her hand, wondering how well she would do in covering up her bruises today.Their age and status did not stop John from hitting her whenever he could.“John, it’s time to let go of the past. Her father was your enemy and he is dead” Joanna said in a very soft voice from where she sat.John kissed his teeth and scoffed. "I hope he's rotting in his grave." He said remembering his old foe."John, let the dead Rest In Peace you..." John spoke over Joanna, continuing his own talk and ignoring hers.“She is his child and she is making my son hate me because I kept him away from the bastard she gave birth to. That girl can never be my grandchild neither will her mothe
"Everest Clinton, the son of disgraced ex-president John Clinton '' the vote counting was ongoing and the news reporter said that in the news. "I will always have him as a stain on my name," Everest said, chuckling. "You should hear the stories about me being a gold digging pauper, they never stop" Alphonse said and the two men laughed. It's been three months since John was impeached and his Vice assumed power as acting president but the parliament decided on hosting the elections sooner than supposed. John's Vice, Terry Simmons, was blinded with anger when his best friend was stowed away in an asylum and vowed to take over seat to punish Everest since he was also contesting. Everest had wanted to opt out of the race but Carla had sat him down and let him rethink the decision. Everest chose to run the race not for his father but to show him he could do whatever he wanted without his help. So there they were with Olivia as the assistant in charge of the election campaigns and wh
"I now pronounce you husband and wife, you may kiss the bride" The priest said and Everest planted his lips on Carla's while the whole crowd cheered in the church. While they were full of love, Everest's best man and Carla's Brides maid Carina were busy scowling at each other. The hatw they both gave each other was obvious even after two years.It took Everest and Carla twenty five years to finally have one another and when they finally did it came with many blessings.And so when they moved to the reception, every kind of dancing and partying was allowed."Champagne?" Carina showed up behind Alphonse and when he turned she was looking as beautiful as ever with two champagne flutes filled to the brim, her eyes looked glazed and he knew she had been drinking since it was getting dark outside.It was her parents' wedding after all and she was free to do whatever she wanted."What did you put inside?" Alphonse asked her as he eyed the glasses."Taste and see for yourself" She gave him t
"Hello everyone" Alphonse greeted his board of directors as he sat down. "Good morning sir" they said to him and the whole room stopped their gossip and went quiet "Let's get to business" Alphonse said and some of the group members who had new business ideas stood up and gave a PowerPoint presentation of what their ideas had to offer. Alphonse took time in criticizing the ideas they all brought up, and making the necessary changes and corrections they needed after that, he gave them a second chance and left them with a warning of turning the next innovations down if they don't appeal to him. But in all he was not happy with what they had to offer. The finance market had a blow last night and he had been hit a little bit, now his investors were worried. "Any more questions? I have another meeting to attend to and I believe I have nothing more to discuss here" Alphonse said, signing off some papers Elena had come in earlier with. The board members looked at each other skeptically
"Gentlemen, I believe we are all fine for today," Alphonse said to the group of men gathered with him in a bar for the evening. It was the weekend and he and some of his business partners, who were his friends, had gathered for a quick business meeting before a drink. It was lowkey and they all came without their security details hoping for a chill time after work, and now they were finished it was time to chat. "Indeed, and now it is time for booze. Let's let the stock market rest for once. It's weekend let's chill" one of his friends Joseph said and motioned for the bartender. "Joe when you say it like that you make us look like rascals" Alphonse laughed as he put his pen and journal away. "Aren't we all rascals in disguise? I mean you looked different when you came in with that expensive coat, who would know you have a good friendship with the president and the First Lady" another said and they all laughed "How's the wife?" Alphonse asked Joe who was the only person not talki
"Remember you have to be on the lookout, red hair,slender legs. It's why you are here today, the three of you. That's why you are all here, I won't be going home without knowing who Colette D'amelio is tonight" Alphonse gave out instructions. Someone grumbled. "But you said you didn't want to come. I wanted to be a free elf here tonight and you never wanted to come, all of a sudden you are here giving us tasks when we're supposed to be enjoying ourselves?" Peter asked him with a very bored look. "That's not the point Peter, Denver control your husband before I get angry" Alphonse said and Tina laughed from beside them. "He's all good," Denver said and put an arm around a scowling Peter. "I'm here to party not to be a watchdog" Peter complained and walked away "Besides I brought him here, I accepted the invitation. Not the other way round, cunt!" Peter complained to Denver as they both walked away. "I heard that!" Alphonse said after their retreating figures "I bet you did!" Pe
"Wow. How?" Alphonse was not calm at all, his heart was racing. The three women he had been searching for stood before him as one. "I am of Italian descent. My mother was Italian from Sicily. My middle name is Heidi and Colette was her middle name. I played around with D'amelio, which is my grandfather's name. It was fun using my alias for a while" Charlotte said with a lazy shrug as she played with her hat. "I never knew, I..." Alphonse stuttered "You never knew anything about me" Charlotte said in a very plain voice, not depicting emotion. "Oh, uh right" he nodded "Your hair. Is this... what did you...?" He pointed at her red hair. "Left it to grow out, I always dyed it before, I'm a natural redhead. Any more questions?" The chandelier above them flickered to a low light and Alphonse, not knowing what to say or having any more questions to ask, glanced up and at that moment he could not be more grateful for what he saw. “I met you under the mistletoe,” he said and looked ba
"Ma'm, there's a lady out here asking for you" "I'm in the middle of a fitting and half naked in a changing room. What could be so important?" Charlotte asked not to turn as she arranged the hand of her dress. "Uh, it's..." “Hi” Carla's voice came from the doorway of the dressing room. Charlotte's eyes raised up to look at Carla from the mirrors surrounding her. She sighed and took off the dress she was wearing before picking up another from the hanger close to her. "Thank you Tasha, I'll take it from here. I will be needing another glass of champagne" Charlotte said. "I will be right back" the attendant Tasha said and closed the door, leaving the two women who were at loggerheads together in the room alone. “Are you stalking me now?” Charlotte asked in a very bored tone as she tried on a new dress, not wanting to pay attention to Carla's presence or even throw her the slightest look she could mutter or glance her way. Carla's hand went to her still flat belly instinctivel