Powerful Papa with Triplet Babies novel Chapter 115

Chapter 115 “Carry on,” he said,

She stilled and asked, “you are eating here?”

“You have a problem?” He narrowed his eyes dangerously, ‘Of course, I have a problem with it!‘ She thought, ‘ll he stays here, are my kids supposed to just stay inside the room the entire time? I can manage 11, but will the kids run outside at some point. If they ran into Anthony, I would die from a heart attack!‘

“What‘s wrong?” He studied her intently.

Anne glanced outside the balcony. “I don‘t really feel like cooking, that much food. If you want to eat something, there are plenty of ligli class restaurants you can choose from out there.”

He sneered and took her chin, before forcing her to meet his eyes. “Looks like you don‘t really want to cook for me. If that‘s the case, I guess I will satisfy my hunger with you instead.”

“Wh–what?” She gaped.

Without giving her any time to think, she was slammed and pinned against the bedroom door, “...” The triplets inside stood hand in hand inside, terrified..

“Open the door,” Anthony commanded.

She grabbed onto the doorknob and insisted, “No way! You can‘t go in...” “Why not?” “I don‘t want to...seriously, you can‘t do this, Anthony. If you want food, I‘ll cook. Let me go!” She struggled to get away, but she was helpless in front of his overpowering strength and simply ended up panting before she could move him. “Save your strength for later!” Losing his patience, he grabbed onto her hand and turned the doorknob.

“Don‘t!” She could not stop him and could only watch as the door was opened, before she was shoved inside.

She was absolutely terrified, but froze as soon as she was inside the room.

‘Where are the kids?‘ She thought to herself.

Anthony left the door open and shoved Anne onto the bed.‘

“Ah!” She lay sprawled across the bed dazedly and gasped when he leaned closer. She placed her hands on his chest to keep him away and shouted, “Wait! I have something to say?” “Hm?” He narrowed his eyes dangerously. “What do you want to eat? I‘ll go make it. Anything you want...” Anne could not let this happen. If it was any other time, she could force herself to white knuckle through his assault, but not at the time. Her children were still inside the room, probably hidden somewhere. If Anthony forced himself on her, the children would see or hear everything

Anne could not bear to imagine that. “Stop being so appalling.” He held her head and pinned it in place. “Please don‘t...umph!” Before she could finish, her lips were sealed.

The triplets remained hidden underneath the bed as they listened to the noises above them curiously.

‘What are they doing?‘ They thought, ‘What do we do? Should we go help Mama? But Mama said we can‘t show our faces...‘

Anthony placed his hand on Anne‘s slim waist and the rough sensation of his palm startled her.