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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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I Am Lost

Ava's POV:

I chose to ignore them as the match came to an end with Ryan's team winning, of course; my baby was such a good player.

He kept singing around the field every time Yan scored; the referee had even given him a red card.

We all returned to the hotel, and I made a coffee for Yan after I helped the kids freshen up. I walked to my bedroom and pushed the door open, but Yan wasn't in, but I could hear the sound of the shower from the bathroom ; maybe he was there.

I placed the coffee on the table when his phone rang, I could see the caller ID, which read Keren.

Didn't she just leave from here yesterday? Why was she calling when she knew Yan was with his family?

I sighed heavily and hit my head; it must be for work, so why was I overthinking?

Just then, the bathroom door pushed open, and Yan stepped out. There was a white towel wrapped around his waist while he used the other towel to dry his hair.