Going against her parent's wish of becoming a politician, Monica Anderson the only daughter of the President of the United States went into the entertainment industry, becoming an A-list celebrity actress, but she still felt empty inside like an empty can even with all the affluence and fame she had gathered over the years, coupled with her position as the President's daughter. Men from high positions swarmed around her like bees, every one of them wanted to be by her side but none of them could fill the void or win her heart because Monica Stewart's Heart was heavily guarded by the wall she put up. Monica Anderson's life took a different turn when she bumped into a young humble billionaire named "Joshua Stewart," in an elevator. She never believed in love at first sight, but at the sight of Joshua Stewart, Her wall crumbled down making her feel something she hasn't felt before and she didn't understand it. How Is it going to turn out for Joshua Stewart, especially when he seems to fill up Monica Stewart without even knowing?? Find out In this interesting Novel titled "FALLING FOR THE PRESIDENT'S DAUGHTER."
Monica Anderson's Bedroom, The White House.)
A young girl of seventeen years Is seen sitting on a King-Size Bed, staring at the window, completely lost in thought.
"Monica!" A Woman of about thirty-nine years called out while knocking on the door of the bedroom of the young girl.
"Why Is she not answering me?? Is she still asleep by this time??." The thirty-nine years old Woman asked herself while knocking hard on the door of the bedroom of the young girl.
"Monica!!" The thirty-nine years old Woman called out loudly as she banged on the door of the bedroom of the young girl but she still didn't get an answer.
"Oh My God!! Why Is she silent?? Is she okay??." The thirty-nine years old Woman asked herself In fear as she banged hard on the door of the bedroom of the young girl with both hands.
"Monica Anderson Are you In there?? Monica, I'm opening the door and coming right In!! Monica!!! Oh God, Please let my daughter be safe...Please let her be safe I beg you." The thirty-nine years old Woman said to herself In fear while jerking the door of the bedroom of the young girl open and running Inside.
"Oh My God! Monica!!" The thirty-nine years old Woman called out In fear as soon as she got Inside the room but was shocked to see the young girl sitting on her King-Size bed, staring at the window, completely lost In thought.
Taking a deep breath, The thirty-nine years old Woman slowly walked towards the young girl who was still sitting down on the King-Size bed, staring at the window, completely lost In thought.
Getting to the young girl who was still staring at the window, completely lost In thought, The thirty-nine years old Woman slapped the young girl hard on the cheek.
"Ouch!!" The young girl winced In pain while using her right palm to rub her burning cheek.
"How dare you hit me, Mrs. Moira Anderson!! Huh?! How dare you??!!!" The young girl asked the thirty-nine years old Woman In a yelling tone as she rubbed her burning cheek with her right palm.
"You dare call me by my name?? Do you have a death wish??!! Huh?!!" The thirty-nine years old Woman asked the young girl angrily while glaring at her and grabbing her shirt.
"Mother...You are choking me." The young girl said out In pain while trying to free herself from the tight grip of the thirty-nine years old Woman.
"Mother?! Is It now that you remembered that I'm your mother?? Huh?!" The thirty-nine years old Woman asked the young girl In anger while slapping her hard on the cheek and flinging her to the ground.
"Ouch! Ahem! Ahem!!" The young girl winced In pain while coughing as soon as she landed on the floor.
"I know very well that you are my birth mother but my question for you Is "Do you act like one?! Huh?! Have you ever shown any affection to me like the way a mother Is supposed to?? Huh?! Have you??!!" The young girl asked the thirty-nine years old Woman as soon as she got up on her feet.
"Monica...I...I....I....,' The thirty-nine years old Woman stuttered as she slowly approached the young girl.
"You can't talk?! Wow!! Who heard you asking If It's now that I remembered that you are my mother would think you were hurt but I just asked you a simple question and you can't even answer me...How shameful." The young girl said to the thirty-nine years old Woman while smirking at her and smacking her lips.
"Monica...I...I know that.....,"
"Stay right there!! Don't come close to me!! I hate you!! I hate you, Mother!!!" The young girl angrily yelled at the thirty-nine years old Woman, Interrupting her from saying what she wanted to say.
"Monica, It's okay for you to say mean things to me...I'm used to it but you can't say you hate me...You can't!!!" The thirty-nine years old Woman said to the young girl emotionally while shedding tears.
"Why not?!" The young girl asked the thirty-nine years old Woman angrily while stepping backwards away from her.
"You wanna know why?!" The thirty-nine years old Woman asked the young girl emotionally while sobbing.
"I won't force you to tell me...It...It...It's your choice." The young girl replied the thirty-nine years old Woman In a stuttering tone.
"I know you won't believe me but the truth Is I love you...I really do love you so much...I.....,'
"Lie!! It's a big lie!! You are fucking lying to me!! I...I...I...I...I know you are lying to me...I know It." The young girl yelled out angrily while Interrupting her mother from saying what she wanted to say.
"Monica, I swear!! I'm not lying to you...I'm not!! I love you so much with all my heart but my problem Is that I suck at expressing It...I just don't know how to express It." The thirty-nine years old Woman emotionally said to her daughter while sobbing.
"You don't know how to express parental affection for your child?? Seriously?! What do you take me for, Mother?! A fool??." Monica Anderson asked her mother, Moira Anderson.
"How can I see my child as a fool??." Moira Anderson emotionally asked her daughter, Monica Anderson.
"I asked you If you take me for a fool because If you don't take me for a fool or think that I'm a fool then you wouldn't tell me that you don't know how to express the love you have for me to me...It's stupid to say!! Why would you even say that to me??!! Why??." Monica Anderson angrily asked her mother, Moira Anderson.
"I'm sorry If what I just said broke your heart...I really am sorry but you have to know that I wasn't lying to you when I said that I love you but I don't know how to express the love I have for you to you...I wasn't lying." Moira Anderson replied Monica Anderson emotionally while approaching her slowly.
"Really?! You weren't lying?!" Monica Anderson sarcastically asked Moira Anderson while smacking her lips.
"I wasn't lying, Okay!!!" Moira Anderson emotionally replied Monica Anderson In a high-pitched tone while sobbing.
"So what?! Let's say you aren't lying...How then do you express those feelings to me In public?? How then do you express those feelings you said you don't know how to express In front of the Press?? How??." Monica Anderson asked Moira Anderson angrily while glaring at her.
"You know what?! I'm sick and tired of trying to butter you up!! I have no time for that anymore!! I have to meet your Dad at the Oval Office...I came here to wake you up and remind you that you are going to school today but upon my arrival, you started to Interrogate me so I'm gonna leave you to answer your questions and I'll see you when you return from school." Moira Anderson replied Monica Anderson softly while turning her back to leave.
"I knew you were lying to me from the start...And come to think that I was actually looking for a way to believe you." Monica Anderson yelled at Moira Anderson who was walking towards the door of the bedroom.
"I hate you, Mom!! I hate you so much!!!" Monica Anderson yelled angrily while picking up her hairbrush and throwing it at Moira Anderson who was about to step out of the bedroom.
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