I frowned. My daughter? What did he mean his daughter? Surely, it could not be my mum because he seems to be the same age as her. And I'm the only lady present. Or is he speaking of another lady entirely? My daughter? The man seemed oblivious of my shock though as he marched towards Justin who was shaking, his eyes widened in shock. “Adam…” Mum called again, and he stopped, pausing for a moment and took in a deep breath, perhaps to calm his temper. Then slowly, ever so slowly, he turned to my mum and his expression changed. From angry, to something else. Guilt, remorse, pain, and …love? Again…who is this man? But deep down I already knew who he was. However, I was too shaken to admit that to myself because it couldn't be. “Elena…” He murmured and took a step forward, but my mum retraced with one step… silently making it clear that she didn't want him close. He got the message because his face tightened with more guilt. I walked beside my mum protectively. I have no idea
The tiny cry woke me up from my nap.I opened my eyes slowly and the first sight my eyes caught, made my heart leap in joy.Dean was sitting on a rocking chair, with the baby in his hand…our daughter, and damn does she have a pair of lungs on her.“Are you doing fine over there, daddy?” I asked with a smile as he hummed to her.He lifted his eyes to me and grinned so widely my heart leaped again.“I'm fine. She will quiet down soon enough.” He said, “Damon and Damian went out to grab some provision. They will be back soon.”I nodded, resisting the urge to ask for the baby.I could tell he was enjoying the time with her.We were still at the hospital. Young Laura was born about twelve hours ago and that moment, the moment I heard her cry for the first time, was simply the best moment of my life.The triplets were equally thrilled too. I don't believe I've ever seen their eyes carry as much love and joy as they had when they stared at our little bundle of joy.Laura.Named after the you
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“You are married?” I screamed into the phone, wincing when the harsh sound reverberated through the room but continued speaking anyways. “You are fucking married?”“Watch your language with me Hannah-”“The hell I will." I scoffed, "How on earth did you get married and your only daughter doesn't know shit about it?“Hannah….” She trailed off and I could just imagine the sheepish look on her face. I stood in my living room, holding my phone to my ears, my brows furrowed in anger. I could imagine how I looked. My caramel brown hair was tied up in a bun, and bright brown eyes filled with concern. “A whole week Mom! You've been married for one week and you're just telling me now?"“Baby," She said soothingly, "You have to calm down. Panicking won't do you any good, okay?.” I frowned at her words, forcing myself to breathe in and out. She was right though. I was panicking. I could already feel the walls closing in on me."Mom,"“Listen to me baby. Hannah," She sighed, her voice heavy wi
"Well, it's not like I'm protesting or anything. The more the merrier," The one pounding between her legs stopped moving, turning his blue gaze; a shade different from the first man; on me. I stared back, my head blank until he arched a brow and wiggled it.Holy shit! I shrieked, suddenly coming back to my senses, and rushed out of the room like my ass was on fire.What the hell was I thinking? Why was I still here? I should have hightailed my ass out of the damned club, the minute I stepped in and saw the sick depraved things they did. I had no idea what Dr. Peterson had in mind sending me here, but whatever it is, it was NOT working! "What the fuck? What the actual fuck?" I ranted to myself as I raced out of the club."Leaving already?" The short bouncer at the door asked. I flipped him the middle finger when I saw the Knowing grin on his face, slipped into my cat on the sidewalk, and drove home like a mad woman.The minute I got into my room, my shoulders sagged in relief and
“Hello sister,” One of the brothers, a rugged man with the piercing blue eyes I had seen the night before, called with a smirk on his face. He was tall- They all were, and his facial features were especially defined. He walked towards mum and I, the smirk on his face giving him a mischievous look. “Hi,” I croaked out, heart pounding loudly in my ears. I had no idea how exactly I waa supposed to react. Do I pretend that I had never met them? “Boys, be nice to Hannah please. I will be back with your dad later tonight. Show her around the house and help her settle in, alright?” Mom instructed and the mischievous one nodded, stopping right before me, his eyes boring intensely on my face. “Of course, mummy," He drawled. "She's in perfect hands” Mom snorted, giving him a side eye.“That's the first time you are using that word on me and I already know you're up to no good. I mean it Damian, play nice.""I very well swear it," He teased, gave her a mock bow and she slapped his arm, rolli
For a minute, everything stood still. I could hear the sound of my heartbeat rushing through my ears. I'd messed up hadn't I? Fuck what the hell had possesed me to kiss him?! I pulled away instantly, my face burning with embarrassment. "I… I'm sorry. I hadn't-" Dean's free hand cupped my cheeks gently, tilting my head so I could look at him. My breath snagged at the intensity of his gaze, whatever I wanted to say melted in the heat of his hands on my face. His thumb slowly stroked my bottom lip, his touch burning yet soft and sensual, causing me to shudder. Oh...that felt good. Dean closed his eyes briefly, made a low noise in his throat and covered the distance between us. His mouth met mine and the world fucking melted in the background. His hand slid from holding my cheeks to cupping my neck as he devoured my lips and hell it felt good!I grabbed at his chest, hungry, aching, eager to receive all that he could give. The pleasure that his kisses promised. His abs rumbled beneat
“What?” I blurt out, blinking stupidly and tearing my eyes away from Damian’s junk, daring to look at his face. Sure enough, he had a wide grin playing on his lips. His hands reached for the towel and thankfully, he tied it around his waist. “I said, are you having fun over their sister?” He asked, stepping closer. “I understand if you've never seen something so beautiful in a lifetime. Are you totally blown away?” Stupid, I thought, mentally slapping myself in the face. Fucking stupid. I took a step back when he walked over to me, a mischievous glint in his eye. Heat rushed to my cheeks, and I rolled my eyes, attempting to play it cool. “Please, Damian,” I retorted, trying to hide my embarrassment. “I've seen better. Get over yourself.” He chuckled, drawing even closer, the heat radiating off him licked at my skin. “You sure about that, Hannah? Your face is all red.” “You’re imagining things,” I replied, my tone laced with mock indifference. Damian raised an eyebrow, “O