Little Miss Devil: The President's Mischievous Wife

“You’re not taking me to bed. Ever.”“Who said it had to be on the bed?”“What?! You wouldn’t dare kick me off the bed, and I will not share it with you!”“The only reason I would force you out is so I can have you on the floor.”She gritted her teeth and glared at her grinning husband.“Go fuck yourself!” she hissed.“Only if you show me how,” he winked back.Once the tabloids...