•Dichotomy•
|"A division or contrast between two things that are or are represented as being opposed or entirely different."|
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How many silhouettes can one trap in oneself? How many faces can a mask hide...
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"Whenever I visit the Walker House, it never ceases to amaze me. It is like the President has brought a revolutionary new era from the future into the present. "
Chirped the lady named Maya, who was here with her father, Mr. Etman the Senator and his wife.
She sipped her tea quietly and gratefully complimented the hospitality. She talked in a pleasant yet excellent manner, as was expected from a lady of the fortune - class.
"As a young man, you have put in a lot of effort in building such a celebrated Empire. You must be looking forward to see it prosper with a hostess who knows it's worth. "
In hushed voice, Amelia Etman spoke up. When the Senator heard his wife, he gave his daughter a proud and emotional glance, to which she just smiled shyly.
"Why don't you take a tour of the place along with the President? You will soon be working here anyways. Might as well just learn more about the place. "
Amelia whispered to her daughter at the end of the formal lunch and tea break.
Maya Etman was a renowned divorce lawyer in the city, and the very reputed, refined daughter of the Senator Mr. Etman who was largely favored by the American people. He was the popular choice as the opposition to the American President.
His beautiful and poised daughter being close with the President of Walker House - a man who kept the legal and political system of the country under his thumb, was a very beneficial bargain.
And if perhaps, Maya succeeded in seducing the President and wrapping him in her charms, it could mark the start of larger scale deals between the two families.
Only if it was that easy. He was no more than a rat in the eyes of the President. He could do nothing for gain when it came to this man.
Mr. Etman was just a loyal hound feeding of the scrapes that the President threw to him. Like all of the other politicians.
They were just the pawns of this illustrious man.
The President smirked.
Stupid!
The stupid couple were passively hinting for a relationship between him and their lovely, successful daughter.
They were stupid enough to not know their places and suggest a wife for him. As if they didn't know that he did not need to do such sham things like dating and marriage.
He was known as the perfect master of the utopian-like place Walker House. He could have anything he wanted in the snap of his fingers.
But since their audacity seemed quite fun to watch, he decided to humor him a bit more.
His little gazelle was still holed up somewhere. He needed something to relieve his boredom.
Maya smoothly lay her ring - laden finger over his as he extended his hand.
