Prologue

He laid his hands on top of the headboard, quietly gazing at the sleeping Triplets, he studied every detail of their features and noticed the evident resemblance.

The one on the left and the middle looked exactly like his wife, the colour of their hair was as Black as coal, their skin complexion is fair, their lips were pinkish and Plum.

With just one glance, some might not be able to easily distinguish them but if they pay attention closely to their faces, the boy on the left has a beauty mark under their left lip while the boy in the middle has a beauty mark underneath their right eye.

They were a sight to see indeed, everyone would immediately cooed just by a glimpse of their faces, Contradicting the fact would be the biggest lie of the century.

After he paid attention to the two, He swift his eyes to the boy from the right, the only child who resembles him, his hair were the colour of Champagne exactly like his, their complexity was pale, their cheeks were full and had a visible cheery coloured hue and a pouty lip.

He adorned the boy for a moment and went over to the right side, he reached his hands towards the baby that shares the same feature as him, he hoists him in his arms him and carresed his son's warm cheeks admiring the peaceful look on his face.

So delicate, so serene, so Innocent, so Vulnerable, he thought, an image that displays distinctively on the child's face, an urge to protect and preserve the innocence and goodness that is yet to develop, how badly he wanted to conserve his Son from Pain, terror and corruption against the terrorizer.

He cradles him with care in his arms as he sways his body gently, a scenario playing on his mind, a visualized image of running away with the boy in his arms and pursuing a life in the countryside just like how he used to live before he got married to his wife, it was nothing but clarity and free from any disturbance, a life where anyone would wish to attain and savour.

A life that he desperately wanted back but was taken away in vain.

His thoughts were interfered with the creaking sound of a door opening from behind, he felt like his life were sipped out from his fingertips when his body tensed, his arms were trembling so he pulled his son closer to his chest making sure that his child won't fall off from his arms.

He can hear the clicking sound of footsteps drawing closer and closer, the unnatural rapid pacing of his heart accompanied by heavy breathing is slowly taking a toll on him.

The sound of footsteps halted, he feel an intimidating presence of a person beside him but he refuses to see who it was until a hand touched his back and jolted in response, he forcefully mustered his confidence to look at the person standing next to him, it was his wife, Victoria Rose Van Aldricht, the mother of the triplets.

She moved closer to him and whispered, "Aren't they beautiful, Dear?" she asked, The tone of her voice was discomfiting for him and the way she grins makes him want to quiver at how disconcerting it was and her teel eyes boring deeper and deeper into his pink ones puts a tingle to his sight.

He stammered, "Y-yes, they are indeed beautiful."

Her grin grew wider, "I'm glad to hear that, I can't describe how happy I am to have three healthy baby boys!" she chirped.

"Now that you finally got the chance to see them, why don't we eat our lunch before it gets cold? you can visit them later after we finished our luncheon." She added.

He pondered for a short while before he nodded in reply with a tremulous smile, but truthfully, he doesn't want to eat lunch with her at all, the fear of being Punished made him obligate to her giving him no chance of rejecting, because disobedience is the equivalent of punishment and a long term affliction.

He looked at his son sleeping peacefully in his arms, he doesn't want to depart just yet but his wife is an impatient woman and to his dismay, he puts his son carefully in the crib.

He followed his wife from behind and when he reached the door, he took one last sentimental glance at the bassinet centred in the middle of the room before he completely left leaving the sleeping triplets in their chamber.