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Mr. President: You Are The Daddy Of My Triplets

"M... Marissa! Are they my kids?" Rafael's eyes weren't moving away from the adorable kids' faces. "No, Rafael. They are not," Marissa said with a fake smile, "They aren't yours. Remember?" she batted her lashes quite dramatically, "We were never married!" Marissa Aaron’s elder sister Valerie Aaron jilted her blind boyfriend on her wedding day and ran off. For face-saving, Merissa's family pleaded to her to marry Raphael Sinclair. The irony? She was not allowed to tell her blind husband that she was not Valerie but Merissa Aaron. On the day of Raphael's successful eye surgery, Marissa got to know that Valerie was back to take her rightful place as Sinclaire’s daughter-in-law. Marissa tried explaining to her husband that she was the one married to him, but he did not believe her. Instead of any more convincing, heartbroken Merissa decided to leave the city without telling him, her secret. Raphael Sinclair was the classic definition of drop-dead gorgeous and was the only heir of the Sinclair group of industries. What would he do when he came to know that all this time the woman who offered him, her love and her body was not Valerie but her younger sister Marissa Aaron? How would he react when he came to know that he was the father of the babies Marissa was carrying in her womb? Would he go after Marissa and win her back? And the million-dollar question! Would Marissa ever be able to forgive him and love him again?

JessicaKaye911 · Urban
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100- Biggest Surprise

 This was the best night Kate ever spent in her life. The expensive hotel room, the ambiance, and the non-sated hunger of John Harris made it all worthwhile.

They didn't let each other sleep and kept enjoying their limited time in bed. And now she was fast asleep, sprawled across the bed.

John had a proud smile on his face when he realized that this exhaustion was due to him. He was the reason for this tiredness.

He had so many plans for the day but right now she needed to wake up to have breakfast.

Before going to bed around five in the morning, she wanted him to order something from room service because she felt hungry, but he didn't bother to listen to her.

And now he felt guilty.

"Wake up, Kate!" he shook her bare shoulder that was peeking from the sheets.

"Kate. Wake up. You should eat something now." She still didn't move.