presidential affairs → l.s

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Comment your thoughts please. This chapter is sorta the introduction. Louis will be introduced next chapter.

"Harry, honey, are you okay?" I cringed at her words, but looked up to my wife Kendall.

"Yeah I'm fine. Sorry just a little stressed." I answered, and she went back to sucking on my neck.

I felt gross. Stressed. Small. There's a reason I never liked girls, they're just not dominant. I'm not dominant either, so it makes things very awkward in bed with my wife.

"Babe, I need to go." I said, lightly pushing her half naked body off of mine. "What for? This was just about to get fun." There she goes again with the flirting. I clenched my eyes shut for about three seconds before opening them again.

"Yes Kendall, I have that meeting with England about the Isis problem in approximately two hours. I need to go set up." I've lied to her so many times in our relationship it's become a habit for me. I couldn't help it, I wanted as little time with her as possible.

I did have a meeting with England, just not for a twelve more hours. But no one needs to know that.

She huffed and rolled off of me, and was glad to see she didn't leave any hickeys. Hah, she probably didn't even know how to leave a hickey.

I got out of the very large bed and walked to my closet. Most of my outfits were suits. Even though I had nothing important to do today, I decided on wearing a black suit to make my lie to Kendall more believable.

I walked to the bathroom and placed the suit, along with a white foam towel, onto the sink before turning the shower on and hopping in before it got warm.

I hissed at the cold feeling but stayed under the spray, feeling myself waken up. It was barely around 6:30 in the morning, and I began to think about what I can do today.

I can take a cab to IHop, eat there, maybe go to a movie after. By than it would probably be around 9, and I can come back here and lock myself in my office to complete some of the many paperwork I kept putting off lately. Than I can go to the meeting. Yeah, seems good.

I got out of the shower and dried myself off, before putting the suit on. I've never liked suits, even the most expensive got uncomfterable at some point.

I dried my hair with the towel as I walked out of the bathroom, and Kendall still lay clotheless on the bed, except she wasn't under the covers anymore but on top of them.

"Are you sure you have to leave so early, baby?" She purred, and I looked away. Don't look disgusted, don't look disgusted. After being with her for five years I've learned to hide my emotions from her, and instead gave her a seductive face. She walked towards me and ran her hands down my chest and I slowly put my hands around her waist.

"I wish babe, but I can't. I'm already very behind on my work." I said, keeping the smile on my face. She frowned and pushed her small hands into my chest, not even making me stumble.

"You're always busy, always working. You can't do anything with me anymore! Whats this supposed to be like when we have kids, Harry? They would barely see you, I barely ever see you!" I pushed her voice out of my mind and looked down at my hands. I began playing with one of the rings.

She's yelled at me a lot about my job and having kids. I've always wanted kids, just not with her, or any girl for that matter. But I'm the president of the United States, I can't always get what I want.