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"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?

Mr. President: You Are The Daddy Of My Triplets

"Mrs. Eileen. Please give her male bathroom duty so she can see her boyfriend," Olivia told the in charge with that teasing grin.

Mrs. Eileen might look stern, but she cared deeply about all her staff.

"Behave yourself, Olivia," Mrs. Eileen warned her with a faint smile. Today it was much better for the girls as their duties were assigned in the meeting rooms.

Olivia, Emma, and Aniya were cleaning and preparing the rooms for the upcoming meetings, and along with that, they were having fun while working.

The door creaked open, and Paige walked in briskly. She scanned the room before locking her eyes on Aniya.

"Aniya. You need to accompany me as you're needed to serve the guests," Paige's tone left no room for argument.

Aniya who was folding the napkins, paused mid-fold, blinking in confusion, "Me?"

440- Kiss Me!