American King

Summary

They say that every tragic hero has a fatal flaw, a secret sin, a tiny stitch sewn into his future since birth.



And here I am. My sins are no longer secret. My flaws have never been more fatal. And I’ve never been closer to tragedy than I am now.



I am a man who loves, a man whose love demands much in return. I am a king, a king who was foolish enough to build a kingdom on the bones of the past. I am a husband and a lover and a soldier and a father and a president.



And I will survive this.



Long live the king.