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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 · Urbain
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223- No Longer Interested

Nina was sprawled across the bed, in her deep sleep. The quilt was tightly wrapped around her as she hadn't put on the clothes after enjoying her time with Andrew.

She must be dreaming of buying the White Palace because there was a constant smile playing on her lips.

Suddenly the warmth, she was enjoying vanished, and the quilt was yanked off her body. She groaned and stirred with eyes still shut. She didn't want to leave the White Palace in her dream as she had already bought it.

Her hands moved in the air, trying to grab back the quilt when Andrew's sharp voice pierced through her ears.

"Oh, come on! Who sleeps like a dead after being called multiple times? Even my son never did this when he was a teenage brat."

Nina blinked her eyes open trying to understand what was going on and where was she. Brushing back her fingers through her hair, she watched Andrew, and tried to remember who he was.