Mr. President You Are The Daddy Of My Triplets novel Chapter 48

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“Easy. Relax. I’m with you,” he said gently and tightened his grip around her waist. It was the only chance he could touch her.” 

She would never allow it otherwise, but this was the chance given 

to him by fate and he wanted to avail it. 

Holding his shirt in her fists, she raised her face to look into his green eyes. Those green orbs were already staring at her. 

“Th… the …… lift…” her voice trembled a little. 

“Don’t worry. It’ll be fixed today. Nothing will happen to you. I won’t let anything happen to you,” She didn’t realize what he said and 

how soft his voice was. 

While his eyes were on her face, she was looking around her, maybe fearing a free fall. She didn’t want to die this soon. 

Her babies needed her. 

Rafael stopped himself from cursing under his breath when the lift stopped on his floor. He regretted that his floor was not high. enough to give him some more time to hold her. 

The moment the elevator’s doors opened, she quickly got out of his grip and exited the lift, leaving him there. 

Staying inside he kept trying to control his speeding heartbeat. He gazed down at his jacket which had now gotten a few wrinkles due to holding her tightly. 

I wish… I wish… I have believed you at that time. Then maybe… today, I might have stopped this elevator and made love to you. 

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He slowly came out, his eyes searching for her. 

She was standing near Dean’s desk, placing her bag. The low chignon was still there and for a minute he was desperate to not only open it but also kiss her senselessly, combing his fingers. through the silk mane just to see how it felt against his skin. 

Just then she decided to turn with a smile that quickly vanished when she found him staring at her like a creep. 

He had to come up with something reasonable, “I… I… didn’t have 

my breakfast… umm… this morning… so…” he shrugged with a hesitant chuckle, “so did you only deliver those chicken buns, or you had some for me too?” 

Marissa who was feeling a little embarrassed for what happened in the elevator smirked at his jibe, “No. It was too early for breakfast. I don’t know if they open the office café this early.” 

“Hmm. How about… we both have our breakfast in my office?” she thought for a few moments before responding to him. 

For kids‘ sake, they needed to maintain a friendly relationship that shouldn’t look fake or forced. 

Now he had offered her, she did feel hungry and could sense her stomach grumbling in protest. 

“That will be great!” placing his hand on her back, he gestured for her to get inside his office and closed the room behind them. 

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“You have ordered so much for the two of us,” she watched closely. 

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where every kind of breakfast item was placed there. 

French toasts, scrambled eggs, bread slices, pancakes, waffles, buns, butter, and jams in three to four flavors. 

“Goodness. How would I lose weight with this kind of diet,” her 

mouth watered when she saw rusks in the corner of the table. 

Her favorite breakfast was to apply lots of butter on those hard crunchy rusks. 

He pulled the chair for her and then took another one just close enough. They were seated in his office, taking up the corner space 

of the office desk. 

Placing the plates, he offered her the small dish of scrambled eggs. 

“Pass me the rusks, Rafael,” Rafael froze when he heard his name 

from her mouth. Today was the best day. She didn’t call him Mr. 

Sinclair. 

“I’ll apply butter on it. You should try that too,” she got busy picking up the plate that had a butter block on it and didn’t feel his eyes on 

her. 

She started applying butter as soon as she got the rusks. 

“Should I give one to you?” he nodded not knowing how they might taste but he trusted her. In the past whenever she made food or advised him to try something new, he had liked it. 

He took a crunchy bite and started chewing it. 

“Like it?” she asked him excitedly and he nodded without thinking. He could sense a few people outside his office like the office peons or maybe it was Dean. But he knew, nobody would dare to come 

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inside. 

He had already sent a message to Dean and now all he was doing was enjoying her company. She was talking senseless while eating and he could remember the time she used to do the same. 

When he used to sit at the kitchen table while she used to cook something for him and kept chattering about any topic. 

Will those days return to him? Ever? 

“You are not eating much!” she remarked and placed some scrambled eggs on his plate, “God! I had nothing this morning except that cup of coffee. Bless you, Rafael.” 

Again, she called his name and he had to control his speeding heartbeat. Once the breakfast was over, he offered her more. coffee, but she declined and burped loudly.