Prologue

Ana POV

"Daddy!" I squealed.

"Mr. President we have to leave." Brad, my father's head of security, told my father.

"Annie I'll see you tomorrow night, 'Kay?" he frowns when I pouted and ran to my room.

"Annie…" I hear him following behind me. I reached my room, closed the door, and locked it.

"No!" I yell.

"Please Annie open the door."

"You just got here. You promised me we're spending the day with each other. And you… you..." I sob.

"I'm sorry Annie but you have to understand, I have my responsibility to do…" I unlock the door and open it to see him standing there with tired eyes. I feel my heart break. I now feel guilty.

"I'm so sorry Daddy. I'm trying to understand but please try to have time with your daughter. I miss my Daddy." I run into him and hug him tightly.

"No Annie. I should be the one to be sorry. I promise we'll have our dinner tomorrow when I got home. Don't cry." He hugs me and I notice Brad standing on the side. I let go from my daddy's hug and tell him to go before Brad breathes fire and he laughs.

"We don't want that, do we? Are you sure, you're alright?"

"Yes Dad. Go now." I kissed him goodbye and he left. I dialed Sawyer's number and told him to get the car ready.

"Yes Ana." I hung up and go back to my room to change. Any day can be an excuse to dress up in a bit of lace. I love wearing dress with lace. I choose a charming sweetheart bodice with princess seams falls from adjustable, elastic spaghetti straps into a fitted waist, while a full midi skirt flows to a lovely A-line finish. Fully lined in burgundy stretch know and exposed burgundy zipper at back. I partner it with my nude halogen 'Melissa' T- Strap pump. I put little amount of makeup: pink lipstick, eyeliner and few brush of mascara. I look myself to the mirror and I look good.

I left my room and go find Sawyer.

"Good Morning Sawyer." I smile at him and notice his little blush.

"Good morning Ana."

"How are you?" I ask.

"I'm good. Thanks for asking. How are you?"

"I'm bored that's why I'm going back to my house to get some paperwork done before the graduation next week." I'm graduating as a valedictorian at Harvard. Political course definitely. Because of my dad's career, it opens my eyes to the world of politics. He's my inspiration.

"Right this way Ana." I follow him out. He opens the door and I get in.

While driving, I check my phone and see one voicemail from my best friend Kate. I know Kate when we had same class. The debate class. She's majoring in law and I'm in politics. Our professor chose us to debate the topic about if death row inmates should have the same option of execution by an organ-preserving method. He told us I should perpend to agree on this terms while Kate the opposite. Our debate took us two hours to wrap up. I mean our professor literally stop the debate because of the noise and cheering from our classmates. No one won because we both had reasonable defense in each case. Since then we became friends.

I listen to her cheerful voice asking if I wanted to go clubbing. It's dangerous especially I'm the president's daughter.

As I was about to call her, someone or something bump into our car. I roll my eyes. They are so many incompetent drivers nowadays. I wonder how they managed to excel the driving test if they are literally like this on the street.

"Don't move Ana. I'll check this out." Sawyer says and never wait for me to answer. He just got out and left. I called Kate letting her know that I couldn't and shouldn't go to the club due to obvious reasons.

"I know Ana. I was just trying to ask you out. I miss my best friend." She says and I can sense it that she's pouting and giving me her puppy dog eyes.

"I'm so sorry Kate. I've been busy lately at school and at the white house. I didn't have the time to go to spa to wax. Can you imagine that?" I say trying to humor her.

"TMI Ana. I understand." She laughs.

"You know what Kate, I'm sort of available tonight you can go to my place and have

girls night out. Watcha think?"

"Sure Ana. I can't wait to see you. Laters."

"Bye Kate." And then we hung up.

I look to Sawyer to find out what is happening. I see him shouting to a buzz-cut looking guy but the guy just looks at Sawyer. As if he's just waiting for him to stop talking. I have to be in the bottom of this. I go out of the car and walk to Sawyer. I cleared my throat to let them know of my existence. Sawyer looks at me and his eyes are ablaze with fury.

"What's going on here?" I ask and look to buzz-cut. I didn't notice that there's a grey-eyed man, standing beside the buzz-cut man, and he's looking at me. Oh my…

Here's my new story. I've been thinking about this lately but didn't have the time again to post it. Since I already did, what do you think? Should I continue or not?