The President's Chosen Bride

Nancy Marlon, a 24-year-old fair-skinned woman, arrived at the international airport of AJ City and frowned. She didn't understand why her parents had asked her to return home.

She had been studying in City X. After she graduated as a business administrator, her father told her, "Nancy, I want you to return home and not stay based in City X."

Nancy frowned during the phone call with her father. She knew that her father was a politician in AJ City, and she couldn't go against his orders. So she arrived at the airport at exactly 2 p.m., and her father's men were already there, waiting to escort her home.

"Welcome home, Nancy," her elder adopted brother, Matthew Marlon, said with a smile, but Nancy frowned as she walked with him to the car.

She sat in the back seat of the car, knowing that the city was ruled by the popular President Nolan Alejandro and his family. The city itself was named after the Alejandro family. They had ruled for years, and any opposition party that tried to challenge them was immediately silenced.

Nancy watched the road as Matthew started the car engine and drove out of the airport. Her eyes fell on the gigantic billboard displaying the city president's photo.

"Hmm…" Nancy hummed, and she could see Matthew smiling at her through the rearview mirror.

She didn't smile back, and she continued to wonder why her parents had insisted that she return home.

Arriving home, the security men at her father's mansion gate pulled the huge black gate open for them. Nancy watched as Matthew drove his black exotic SUV into the premises and parked.

She saw her parents standing at the mansion frontage. Her mother wore a red gown, and her father stood in his black suit, while the maids stood behind her parents in their blue maid uniforms.

Nancy stepped out of the car and walked up to the mansion frontage to meet her parents. She was wearing a red top, black trousers, and black high-heeled shoes.

Nancy finally approached the mansion frontage, and her mother wholeheartedly welcomed her, "Welcome home, my beautiful angel."

"Good afternoon, Mom, Dad," Nancy said, smiling as she hugged her mother. Her father then said, "Welcome home, Nancy. It's good to have you at home with us."

"Thanks, Dad," Nancy replied while still hugging her mother, and the maids said, "Welcome home, Nancy."

"Thank you all," Nancy said, smiling at the maids. Her mother added, "Let's all go inside."

"Okay, Mom," Nancy replied, and walked into the living room with her mother.

Nancy could see that their living room hadn't changed; it was still painted white and had beautiful flower vases around.

She walked up to a black couch in the living room; the room held seven black couches in all.

"Home, sweet home," she whispered as she sat down on one of the black couches behind her.

She saw her mother standing in the center of the living room, smiling at her sweetly.

"Mom, what's the good news? You look so excited to see me," Nancy asked, curious about the reason behind her mother's bright smile. Her mother was a pure epitome of beauty and cuteness, and at 51 years old, her age didn't show on her face at all. Her mother still looked under forty.

Mrs. Olivia Marlon smiled and sat down on the black couch behind her. She replied, "Why wouldn't I be excited to see you, Nancy? You've changed, and you look so much more beautiful now compared to when you left the city five years ago."

"Thanks, Mom, but I'm still the same," Nancy replied, smiling sweetly at her mother. She knew her mother was right; she had changed compared to when she left the city five years ago to further her studies abroad. Her breasts had grown bigger, her hips had grown wider, and she was a s*xy, charming young lady to behold.

Nancy knew how most people who passed beside her along the way would pause and stare back at her to be sure of what they saw, because she looked so adorable now.

She also knew that her mother loved calling her an angel, and that was because she had a pointed nose, sparkling blue eyes, and long golden hair — her most attractive feature.

"Mom, I need to go upstairs now and freshen up. Then I'll come back downstairs to join you and Dad for dinner," Nancy said as she stood up from the couch.

"Okay, my dear," Mrs. Olivia replied, unable to stop admiring her daughter. She thought about telling Nancy about the arranged marriage with the president's son, but decided that all of that could wait.

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Nancy smiled and walked upstairs to her bedroom. Approaching her bedroom door, she pushed it open and walked into her room.

She saw that her room hadn't changed; it was still painted pink and had beautiful flower vases around.

Nancy walked up to her window to pull the curtains open and stare out at her surroundings. She saw that three black cars had arrived — they drove into her father's mansion and parked.

Nancy saw two men in black suits step out of the car at the back. They walked up to the car at the front and pulled the door open.

Nancy saw a tall man in a black suit and red undershirt step out of the car, and she met his handsome black gaze, but she immediately looked away from him and shut her room curtains.

Similarly, Nancy walked into her bathroom to strip off her clothes, deciding to take her bath and later go back downstairs to join her parents for dinner.

She took off her red top and black trousers, and finally walked into her bathroom to bathe.

A few minutes later, Nancy stepped out of her bathroom wrapped in a long white towel. She walked up to her bed, sat down, and creamed her body.

Nancy had missed her family while she was in City X, and she decided to search for a new job in AJ City, since she was already at home and wouldn't be going back to City X anytime soon.

Nancy sat on her bed and pulled her bed drawer open, then took out her body lotion to cream her body.

She then picked up her television remote and switched it on. She saw the videos of their city president being displayed again on her television screen.

Turning up the television volume, Nancy heard the reporter state, "Good evening, citizens of AJ City. I bring to you the 4 p.m. news. President Nolan Alejandro has just won today's recently concluded election, scoring over 50 million votes."

"Hmm…" Nancy frowned; she disliked the Alejandro family. She immediately switched off her television, knowing that the Alejandro family had been ruling them for a long time and didn't want another family to take over.

Nancy knew that her father was also a politician, working under the AJ Political Party group, and she sighed, deciding not to worry about politics.

She didn't like the luxurious lifestyle her family lived. She wanted a simple life for herself, her future husband, and their sweet kids. She didn't like the security men who had been following her around every minute and second since her return to the city.

Nancy finished creaming her body and stood up from the bed to search for something to wear.

She walked into her closet and took out a short brown gown to wear; the brown gown hugged her body tightly and brought out her shape.

Nancy smiled and walked back to her room mirror, holding her long white towel in her right hand to dry her wet long golden hair and comb it to cascade behind her back.

Charles Alejandro, a 30-year-old dark-skinned man, was at his hotel when he got the report that his chosen bride had arrived home.

Charles was eager to see Nancy, as his parents had been pestering him to settle down. He was their only son and, more likely, the future president. He had many enemies, and inherited enemies too.

Furthermore, Charles had been at his company earlier in the morning before he decided to visit his hotel in the afternoon and get down with any cute lady there in the evening. It was no news that he loved women; he was a powerful man in AJ City, and most young ladies knew it and also wanted to get down in bed with him.

Charles was very attractive, tall, masculine, and had short black hair on his head. His mother wouldn't allow him to rest; she kept disturbing him about marriage and had even shown him different photos of some ladies she had selected for him to choose from. But Charles wasn't interested in any of them, as he preferred his p