Mr. President You Are The Daddy Of My Triplets

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“Boss seems extra chirpy today,” Delinda told everyone, seated in the room. Marissa didn’t raise her head and kept herself busy with 

the work. 

She knew why he was happy. He couldn’t wait to meet his kids and Content bel0ngs to Nôvel(D)r/a/ma.Org.

was excited about it. 

“You are right,” Peter spoke while drawing something on the sketchbook, “Today when I brought in some paints and brushes to be kept in the storage room, we bumped into each other. He not only said HI but also asked me about the paints, I was carrying. The odd thing is he wanted to know about the brushes too.” 

They all were working along with pulling each other’s legs when at man who was working on the venue hall decoration stretched, “We all are lucky. Otherwise, my childhood friend told me that his elder brother works at the Sangua branch under him. He is always grumpy with everyone. Too rigid…” 

The man almost shuddered while giving away this important piece. of information about Rafael Sinclair, “He said they pay good, but Rafael is popular as a coldhearted man.” 

“You are right, mate,” a woman spoke from the corner of the room, “A friend of mine told me that a female colleague was trying to seduce him, and he almost threw her half body outside the window and spared her when she screamed at the top of her lungs for several hours… Can you imagine that window was on the thirty–third floor?” 

There were surprised murmurs in the room. 

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However, the woman couldn’t finish it because Kate who was 

sitting quietly staring at her phone screen, started coughing 

almost choking on the water she was drinking. 

“Excuse me,” she didn’t take time to leave the room. 

“What happened to her?” the same woman who just told the horror story, asked casually and then bent to talk to her work partner sitting beside her. 

“Marissa. Can you please get my design approved from Dean so that I can start working on it?” the same event planner asked her, and she nodded in his direction, “In a minute, love.” 

“It’s so good to see that we all are Marissa’s love. We all love you too Marissa,” he winked at her causing everyone in the room to burst into laughter. 

Attaching all the planning stuff in a single dossier, Marissa got to her feet in search of Dean. She waved to get his attention when saw him busy on a call. 

“You can come inside and discuss with me instead of him, you know?” She didn’t realize that Rafael was standing there in the doorway of his room looking at her with a subtle smile. 

“Oh,” she cocked up a brow and started taking slow steps towards him, “Discuss what? About your event? Where you’ll be a guest?” 

He saw the sparkle in her eyes and tried to stifle his laughter. 

“Umm. Ok. I’ll close my eyes and then you can tell me all about it… perhaps…” 

She chuckled and looked over her shoulder to find Dean still 

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engaged in the call. 

“Interested in a lunch?” He took her by surprise when he asked her. 

“No… it’s not a date. Just a friendly lunch…” Poor him attempted to clarify her when saw her eyes widening. 

“Reason?” she asked him directly, looking straight into his eyes. 

He gave her a hesitant smile and then looked down as if looking for suitable words, “I want to know a bit about my… our kids,” his voice had slipped into a whisper, “their interests, their favorite colors, the cartoon characters they like… I need your help, Marissa…” 

Before she could correct him to call her Ms. Aaron, he had hist explanation ready, “I need to call you Marissa for their sake. They need to see this friendliness among us. They will be meeting me for the first time and… if by any chance they would come to know what I did to their mom… in the past…” 

Marissa felt her breathing hitched when she saw his quivering lips. Good, God! Was he about to cry? 

She was quick to give his hard body a little push inside the office and then closed the door behind her. 

She even ignored Dean who called her name when he was done with the phone call. 

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“Go. Wash your face.” She told him gently and he walked to the attached bath without any argument. 

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Marissa felt like her heart was going through several storms. Did she still have feelings for this man? 

No! 

He was talking to her because of those beautiful kids, they made together. He always loved Valerie and it was wrong from her side 

to let him believe that she was Valerie. 

She always thought about the things she faced but never thought about him or his feelings. No one can force anyone to fall in love. 

After four years it was no more about her but about their children. 

Her kids needed their father in their lives. Once that trust is built, 

she could always tell him what his mom told her four years back. 

He needed to make sure that his kids stayed safe. 

Marissa’s face snapped up when she saw him coming out of the 

bathroom. 

“Feeling better?” he gave a slight nod, then scurried to the couch. placed in the corner for the guests. 

Marissa followed him there and sat beside him. 

“Rafael. Instead of telling you I can give you all the written details. about them,” She suggested, “in this way you can read the notes in your leisure time.” 

“Why on paper? Why not tell me?” 

“So that… you can remember every tiny detail,” she raised one shoulder tilting her head a little. 

He turned his head to have a better look at her face and smirked, 

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“You think I might forget about our kids‘ details?” she couldn’t pull back when he leaned towards her and whispered… Letting her feel his warm breath against her cheek, “Try me!” 

Before she could utter anything, he bumped their noses, and she felt a ticklish sensation spreading across her skin. 

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