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Mr. Billionaire: You Are The Father Of My Triplets

He was my tutor; he took my first kiss and my first time. Then I found out he was a billionaire and married, so he left and never returned, but he left me with triplets. **  Ava Wood was just an eighteen-year-old girl finding her way through college when she fell in love with her tutor, Yan Earlton, who was ten years older than her. He abandoned her with triplets. A few years later, she moves on and is to wed the billionaire Coyle Watson, but something unexpected happened: she was kidnapped on the aisle by Yan Earlton, the father of her triplets, and he wants her at all costs. Will she ever forgive him for the pain he caused her, and what will be his reaction once he finds out he has triplets? Yan, who has never loved kids, will he accept them? ** “Are you crazy, Ava? How dare you choose to marry another man who isn't me?” The words rolled out of his tongue as I stared at him like he was some lunatic. “Let me go, bastard; I am to marry Coyle.” I tried freeing my hand from his grip, but he didn't let go. “You will marry him?” “Yes, I love him.” “Say that one more time, and I will fuck the hell out of you.” “Listen to me, Ava Wood; you are mine, and I will kill any man who attempts to touch you.” Was he serious? Did he really mean the words he meant? How could he show up after six years and talk to me like it had been six days?

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Ava's POV:

I stared at Yan in disbelief; he wasn't bluffing and meant what he said. Had he lost his mind?

"Yan…"

"You heard me," he spouted, his gaze fixated on me. I nodded; that's what he wanted, right? Then fine, it's not as if there was something he hadn't seen.

My hands moved to the first button, and I undid it, switfly moving to the second with our gazes locked together. He raised his brow in amusement.

Probably not able to believe that I could do such a thing; I was now on the third botton and expected him to try and stop me, but that was not the case. Yan Earlton was a man who was far from decency.

Finally, I was done. I held the shirt ready to pull it off my body, but I just couldn't; the thought of me standing naked before him was going to ruin me.

I quickly locked the buttons, "I will get dressed in my clothes and leave." I stormed back to the bathroom and shut the door, slipped into my wet clothes, and walked to the bedroom.