The President's Son (ON HOLD)

She was just the girl with the right connections.
He was the president's son.
How would their affair look in the eyes of society? Or how about the entire nation?

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I guess you could call it a scandal.

I guess you could say it was "unprofessional" or "unlady-like" on my part.

But it was my desire.

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I knew it from the moment I laid eyes on him, his hazel eyes almost beckoning me to draw near, I wanted him. I wanted him to be mine. His body language said it all as the glances turned to stares.

He walked by, and with a small touch he gently caressed my back. I flirtatiously moved my eyes to his and he was looking back with a smirk. Oh, that devilish smirk that made my whole body dance with pure enjoyment.

Who was he? What was his name? Oh, but did it matter? His eyes said it all.