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The President's Man

Book 1: Be My Strength (completed) Book 2: The President Man [No rape, no misunderstanding] This is a story about loss, grief, betrayal, and moving on. When you suddenly lose the one you loved the most, how would you deal with it? ... "The pain will always be there right?" she asked with a sad expression. "Yeah, always. It will never ever be fully gone, but it will be less painful over time. Trust me." ... For childhood friends Han Ye and Xiao Xiao Lei, both of them experienced the painful experience of having their loved ones taken from them in the most unexpected manner. And due to the betrayal of a trusted family member, Xiao Xiao Lei had to go hide in the underbelly of the world... with the promise that she would one day return to take back everything that was hers. A long, long time later, they were finally reunited again. This time, she was a mother who had to continue hiding in order to protect her son, while he was a powerful man who answered only to one man. This time, would they be able to walk out of their own pain and embrace each other? ... Note: While The President's Man would focus mostly on Han Ye and Xiao Xiao Lei, we would also be covering the stories of other couples from Be My Strength as well. xxx If you would like to financially support the production of TPM, please consider buying me a coffee here: https://ko-fi.com/luoyeyouling

LuoYeYouLing · Urbano
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394 Chs

Apple! Banana!

Xiao Lei started to tell her son a story from the past.

"A long, long time ago..." 

....

In a room that was completely dark, so dark that one could not even see their own fingers, a soft child-like voice sounded. It was so soft that one could barely hear what the child-like voice was saying. And it seemed that with each word that was spoken, a soft tapping sound could be heard. 

Tap!

"Apple."

Tap!

"Banana."

Tap!

"Carrot."

And it kept going, as if the person speaking was saying the names of the fruits in alphabetical order. Once the person reached Z, there was a soft child-like giggle. 

"Good job, kid," the voice said in the same soft child-like voice. "You're such a good kid." 

There were soft pitter-patter sound, as if the person was walking on tiptoes. 

"1, 2, 3, 4, 5." 

There was some rustle, like the sound one made while changing the bedsheet.