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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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216- Melted Into The Kiss

She brought her coffee cup from the kitchen and sat beside him. His arm was spontaneously snaked around her shoulders, pulling her to him.

He had already finished his coffee and was now eyeing her cup, "Don't even think about it!" she said between her clenched teeth not wanting to be loud for Sophie's sake.

"Sharing is caring! Last time when I checked we were friends," he squeezed her into him.

"Yeah. Friends with benefits!" the words were out before she could stop herself.

He moved his face closer to examine her face with mischief evident in his eyes. With one hand, she balanced her cup, and the other palm was on his face to push him away.

He turned his face sideways but didn't budge away.

"Say it again!" there was laughter in his voice.

She tried to act naïve, "Say what again?"

"The thing you just said… about our friendship."

"Nothing. It was an honest mistake," She stuck out her tongue making him chuckle.