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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?

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170- You're Wearing My Clothes

Tonight, Marissa couldn't go to sleep. Holding her hand, Rafael was sleeping peacefully beside her without wearing a shirt.

Could anyone believe that she had been sleeping with a shirtless, hot man without doing anything? Without any kind of intimacy?

With a smile, she raised her hand and touched his lashes with her fingers.

"Men shouldn't be allowed to have this long lashes, Rafael Sinclair. It's a sin!" She chuckled at her self-invented theory.

For the last five years, she used to stare at Alexander's face who used to sleep just like his father. One hand under his cheek and the other on the bed.

Rafael used to sleep in this position when he was blind. Sometimes when she used to touch him thinking that he must be sleeping, he used to take her by surprise and grab her hand to kiss it.

Damn you, Nina. Damn you, Valerie. You two played well.

She laughed silently with a sarcastic edge.