Enigma |Dorbyn|

Prologue

"Corby-worby, you have to go to sleep baby" Corbyn's mother gently told him cupping his cheeks.

"But I want to see dad win, momma" The boy told her mother as he sat in her lap.

"Corbyn..." His mother gently prodded.

"Please momma?" He pleaded with his big blue eyes.

Saskia took a deep breath.

"Fine" Saskia smiled and gently pinched his cheeks, "Gosh you're so cute"

Corbyn giggled.

At that moment the television buzzed to life.

"Ma'am you have to see this" Kristin, the family's maid said and gestured towards the TV.

The television showed a man in a suit standing at the podium in the midst of a big crowd.

"The votes have been calculated and rechecked" The man told the crowd, "It is time to announce the next president of the United States"

Corbyn and his mother along with the house maids held their breaths.

"President Ray Besson is the-"

The television was not heard because of the noise in the whole Besson household.

"He won momma! Dad won!" Corbyn squealed, "Dad's the new president!"

"I know baby" His mother told him with a huge grin on her face, "I know"

"But what about the other candidate momma?" Corbyn asked.

"Well... I guess he has to try again some other time baby..."

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12 years old

"Are you sure you want to be like me little bean?" His uncle ruffled his blond hair.

"Yes uncle! I want to be a spy too!" The boy excitedly said, "I want to put bad guys into jail and have a secret identity and-"

His uncle laughed.

"It's not always like that bean, you have to work really hard and my job is very dangerous"

"I want to be like you!"

"Are you sure you don't want to be a president like your dad?" His uncle asked.

"Nope, not at all!"

"Well okay then" His uncle said with a small smile.

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15 years old

"Too young for a secret agent, yeah right" Corbyn rolled his eyes.

His mother simply smiled as she fixed his suit.

"Believe me Corbyn, they're just jealous of my baby" Saskia said.

Saskia took a step back to admire his son.

"I'm so proud of you, you know that right?" His mother said, tearing up.

"Don't cry mom" Corbyn stepped towards his mom and hugged her tightly.

"My baby's going to be a secret agent" His mother said proudly in his arms, "Just like his uncle"

"Just like uncle" He repeated looking at the photo frame behind his mother.

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17 years old

Another bang resonated in the air.

Corbyn aimed again at the target and fired another bullet leaving a small hole at center of the target.

"Another clean shot" He mumbled to himself when he felt a tap on his shoulder.

Corbyn turned around to see a familiar man wearing a black suit.

He let out a sigh.

"What's new Gerald?" Corbyn asked the man, taking off the ear buds in his ears, "New mission?"

"The president has asked to see you in his office to discuss some things"

"What 'things' Gerald?" Corbyn asked, playing with the handle of his gun, clearly bored.

"He wants you to meet your bodyguard-"

"Bodyguard!" Corbyn exclaimed, "Why the fuck do I need a bodyguard?"

"Sir, please just come with me"

Corbyn let out an exasperated sigh.

"Fine"

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Soooo.....
Is the prologue okay?
The whole book is going to switch
Between POVs but don't worry
I'll put a sign on the beginning of each chapter.
Thank you for reading ❤️