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Chapter 1

I woke up in the sweet warmth of my bed in my hotel room. I looked over tiredly at the clock and it said 7:45 a.m. I groan, knowing I would have to be up in the next 5 minutes to get ready. I turned back to my bed savoring the last minutes of my sleep and alone time to myself.

"Mrs. Orton." I heard a voice coming from outside the door. I open one eye not wanting to move the rest of my body. "Just a few more minutes.." I said to myself getting more comfortable. That's when I heard a knock from the door.

"Just a few more minutes." I told the person who was on the other side of the hotel room door. The person kept on knocking and I had to force myself to get up and open the door. It was my fashion consultant. The First Lady had to look good at all times. "Yes, Robert?" he looked at me with some relief.

"Why are you not dress yet?" He asked me.

"I don't know maybe because I was still sleeping." Getting a little cranky. Robert has been my bestfriends for years and I chose him to be my fashion consultant and everything above. He truly know how to dress a women. He been my partner in crime since we was little.

"The First Lady cannot be late for anything. Now fashionably late that's a different story." He gave me one of his side smirk knowing he got me something new to wear as he pull out a dress bag. "You shouldn't have." I told him

"None sense only the best for my long time friend." He walked in the room and sat on my bed. That's when my alarm clocked rang and I shook my head. "There goes my 5 minutes I had left to sleep." I said closing the door.

"Beauti, stop complaining." Robert always called me that when we was kids, he always called me the queen of the local area. Robert and Lisa was always my two closet friends. We all came from wealthy families. Roberts dad is a decent from the Rockefeller family, that's all said and done and his mother owns the top fashion company, that's where he gotten his fashion sense from. Lisa's parents where both successful lawyers. As for my dad said of the family they come from a long list of white politicians as for my mother, she's a different story. She came from the absolute ghetto but that didn't stop her of chasing her dream to get out.

My mother wasn't really accept by a lot of people when she met my father. She came from a low background not mentioning the darkness of her chocolate skin her short brownish hair, short with her slime waist. As for my dad, he was white as snow and his green eyes shimmered with his dark hair. He was as a mountain because of his height with a highly profile background. But nevertheless he loved my mother. Every time my mother step in a room my dad have this gleam in his eyes when he looks at her. I want that, well I do have that…

"Now get dress." Robert said pushing me into the bathroom and closing the door.

2 hours later:

Robert and I was in the limo on our way to the airport. There was things that been on my mind lately that I didn't say to Robert. I was in space. I was thinking about my marriage with Randy it hasn't been the same for a while now. We haven't been talking lately and spending less time with him. He says he wants kids, but I'm just not ready for that yet. Maybe in a few years but not now. I'm been planning to start to start my own collection of books. I always been a fan of reading and writing. When I told Randy what I wanted to do, he really didn't too well care for the idea.

"What been going on?" Robert bluntly said to him. I turned my head to him and was confuse.

"What are you talking about?"

"You been spacing out more often than usual, Vanessa. Now I know it's between you and Randy. Even though I didn't like him in the first place." Robert express

"Robert, I know you and Randy is not the best of friends, but he is still my husband and the President."

"Sadly." He said underneath his breath but I still heard him

"Of me marrying him? You're still mad at that?!" I thought Robert would have got over it may now.

"No.." I was relief when he said that "At the both situations." He finish saying. Robert has never been a fan of Randy. You should have seen his face when I told him Randy and I were getting married. He didn't talk to me for 2 months! He really was a drama king.

"Robert what's done is done. I'm married to him and I love him."

"Just spite it out." Robert completely ignoring my respond

"Spite what out?"

"That your marriage is not what you want it to be." He stopped using his phone and looked at me. I didn't want to respond of what he just said.

"I thought so."

"Maybe it's not." I finally confess

"Let me guess one of them. No sex?"

"No.." I answered then when on saying "Maybe.." Robert stared out me until he gotten a clear answer.

"Ok yes! Which is weird because he wants kids now and I don't. He hasn't touch me since he told me he wanted some and I said no."

"I really don't know what you seen in him." Robert said

"His goals the why he presented himself. The way he.."

"The way he had your father's approval." Robert interrupted me.

"No its not because of that. I married him because I loved him."

"That's right 'loved' honey."

"Love." I replied. Robert shook his head

We had just arrived at the airport and I saw my husband getting out the other limo. He said we had to go in separate hotel for some reason, I just agreed. Robert and I got out the car I walked over to my husband smiling. "Good morning, love" I said to my husband and tried to give him a kiss instead he kiss me on the cheek.. "Morning." He went on our plane and I stood there while Robert pass me to get on the plane saying to my ear "Told you." I took a deep and gotten on the plane. I just hope this thing that's happening in my marriage go away…