His Precious One

The Trillion, Book 3

“Do you think getting into the president’s bed is what you want to be known for?”

I sighed. The last question I wanted to be asked.

I must tell you that I had no intentions of getting into a relationship with the devastatingly handsome presidential candidate, and definitely not become another notch in his private suite.

All I wanted was to intern and support my brother with special needs.

But someone picked me to attend a fundraiser gala with him.

Accused at the event of being his latest conquest, I managed to fall into his arms on the back seat of his Maybach.

Known as Mr. Tremendous for a reason, my senses, as well as my dress, took a back seat.

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