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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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When Marissa woke up in the morning, she was lying on his shirtless body, still warm in his embrace.

"Se*xy!" She whispered and left the bed in high spirits after kissing his cheek. 

Last night after getting done with the story, he joined her on the bed. Marissa who was twisting and turning before his arrival, didn't take time to get into deep sleep.

It was almost a miracle.

A woman who couldn't sleep peacefully in the last four years felt relief and instantly used to fall asleep in his arms.

While taking a shower, she remembered something from her sleep. She couldn't tell if it was a dream, or if it really happened.

While combing his fingers through her hair, he had spoken very softly, "Marissa! I don't know if after all this struggle you would choose me or not. But I'll always choose you, love. Sometimes I get so scared. What if by the end of all this struggle, you don't choose me? Where will I go?"