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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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426 Chs

262- Ariel's Look Alike

Geena stood outside Rafael's office, trying to gather enough courage to knock on the door. She bit her lip, as her hand hovered just inches away from knocking. She couldn't find Dean on the floor otherwise she could have taken his help.

The good thing was that she saw Nina going out with Valerie; this was the golden chance to talk to Rafael. 

She looked down at her hand holding the large Manila envelope with documents in it. The seconds felt like hours, and her nerves only worsened with every passing moment.

What if this is the wrong time?

What if he doesn't like it and gets mad?

Just then a faint buzzing sound broke her thoughts, followed by a soft click. The door creaked open on its own.

Her eyes widened when she pushed the door a little and found Rafael Sinclair in his seat, with his fist under his chin, "What were you doing there? Waiting for a miracle to open the goddamn door?" his voice was dripping with sarcasm.