Forbidden Love Downunder

The year is 2022, Scott Morrison watches the sun sink beneath his empire; it had been three years since he had taken the position as Australia's prime minister and once again he found himself grovelling, begging before the feet of democracy. Everywhere he went he was haunted by an entourage of election propaganda, drowning him in their presence. His nightmares were stained yellow with unpaid debts and heavy promises that shadowed him every step he took.But his dreams were red; red with love, red with passion, red with the blood he'd spill to keep it secret. Scomo had done what no successful politician ever should... not only had he fallen in love, but with the enemy.
He had won the 2018 election but not before it cost him everything he had or would desire.