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President's Pampered First Love

[Status: Ongoing] "If I run away?" "I will love, care, and pamper you so much you won't even think about it." ________ ”Wait…" The president's stern voice rang across the silent room. "Yes, sir anything else?"She asked. The president coughed. "Umm, my parents invited you to dinner tonight."He informed. "Yes sir I will be there, "Genesis responded in the same cold voice he used. Her heels clicked and he watched her until she finally left and the door closed. Aiden sighed and tapped the pen on the table. 'Does she hate me that much?' He wondered with a frown. He groaned upset that they had made absolutely no process whatsoever. Genesis closed the door and sat back on her desk. She placed her hand on her chest where her heart was racing. "Get over yourself already." She mumbled in a soft voice. She twirled in her chair, with her eyes closed. 'No office romance.No office romance.No office romance.No office romance.' She chanted inwardly. ***** "Didn't you say you didn't care whether I went back with my ex or not!?" She furiously glared at him. He smirked in response. "If all my past attempts at keeping you by my side failed, why would I let that bastard take you away from me? I won't let you walk away again!" He has liked her for years unfortunately she was already engaged to the love of her. In the end, she became his wife instead... (Original work) Instagram: author.lizmorgan Discord: lizmorgan#9231 Discord Link: https://discord.gg/pA7JTjngJv

lizmorgan · Urban
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273 Chs

His surprise

"Gen." Aiden pinched her nose and laughed when he realized she fell asleep.

After eating so much she started getting tired until she fell asleep on his arms.

He carefully retrieved his arm and placed her head down on the pillow. He then felt her tug his shirt with a pout. 

"I want more cuddles."

He chuckled and planted a kiss on her forehead before standing up and walking to the closet.

He looked at the suit inside and he stared at it nervously.

God, work was so much easier than this. 

He took a deep breath in, took the suit with him, and walked inside the bathroom.

When he came out, he was attempting to put his tide on but then he questioned himself, 'Will I look too formal?'

I can't look like I'm going to work while proposing!' He ditched the die and unbuttoned a few buttons of the shirt. He rolled up his sleeves and looked at himself in the mirror.