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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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203- Hakuna Matata

Rafael was captivated by her. His eyes were on her face as she slept.

"You don't know what you have been doing to me, Marissa," he told her sleeping figure and brushed his knuckle against her cheek.

He seemed mesmerized by her and couldn't peel his eyes off her face.

They were still at the poolside, lying on the blanket. Propped on one elbow, he wasn't getting tired of staring at her. Just then Marissa decided to move her leg over him, shifting her body closer to him. The naked leg was now exposed to his eyes. It must be the umpteenth time he fixed the blanket over her, and she had thrown it away.

His kids were better sleepers than their mom. He thought with a chuckle.

He bent a little to kiss her cheek, "You are becoming my addiction," he whispered near her face and found a subtle smile there.