Semua Bab The Billionaire's Hidden Triplets: Bab 1 - Bab 10

I sobbed so loud I didn’t hear my phone ring. It was at the third ring that I noticed and rummaged through my bag.“Hello!” I answered without looking at the screen.“Mabel. Where are you?”At hearing the voice of that one person who cared about me brought more tears to my eyes. “Hello, Ruth.”Ruth was my best friend. We have known each other since elementary school and have since then become inseparable. She’s the sister I never had.“Yes,” she replied. “I just stopped by at the Maple Lane Diner and asked for you and …”“I’ve been fired,” I muttered and more tears flowed down my face.“Where are you?”“In my apartment.”“Don’t go anywhere. I’m coming right there, okay?”“Alright.”The call ended and I resumed sobbing and gathered myself off the floor. I walked to the only shelf in my living area, to a family portrait and I picked it up. It was the last picture of my once-happy family before tragedy tore us apart. I returned the picture to the shelf and strode to the mirror in the roo

I didn't want to wake up from this dream, raking my fingers through his hair as his lips on my body set wildfire I never knew existed. Slowly, he lowered me on the rug and parted my legs, tracing kisses to my belly and he stopped. I watched him peel off my hose and panties, his eyes locked on mine, and he kissed my gem.I bolted as unruly desire flowed through me and gripped the pouf behind me. His tongue continued to assault me and soon he introduced a finger. I moaned and clasped my thighs around his head. “Oh, shit!”The tension built and built in my head, and then somewhere around there snapped. A toe curling orgasm rocked my body and I moaned incessantlyHe staggered to his feet and pulled me up, holding me against his body, he kissed me and carried me to his bed. His gaze never leaving mine, he attacked his clothes and joined me on the bed. Our lips met; moved and dissolved, only to meet again. Suddenly, he pulled back and undressed me, slowly, as if giving me time to stop him i

“Surprise!! Happy birthday to you. Happy birthday, happy birthday, happy birthday to you...”A smile stretched across my lips as the sweet voices of my triplets filled the room.My eyes fluttered open, welcoming the soft rays of the morning sun. And there they were—my three little miracles, stepping carefully into my bedroom, their small hands balancing a chocolate cake that looked far too big for them to carry.The rich aroma of chocolate filled the room, making my lips water before chasing the remnants of sleep from my eyes. My kids knew I loved chocolate. Had they baked this themselves? At what time?A chuckle erupted from the hallway even before their nanny appeared at the doorway. Mrs. Chukwuemeka and I exchanged amused glances before I dragged my gaze to the bedside clock.It was 6:30 AM.My triplets made their way to my bed and clambered up, still clutching the cake as they continued singing.“How old are you now? How old are you no–w? How old are you now?”Grinning, I sat up a

The ‘Aether 9 X’ glided through the sky with an effortless grace, its sleek, titanium-gray fuselage cutting through the clouds like a phantom.The jet’s engines were almost noiseless despite the immense power they held, a remarkable engineering that made it one of Allwell Company’s most elite creations.It's been hours since my family and I left our mansion in Port Harcourt, hours since we boarded the company’s private jet for Washington.We had left very early in the morning.Inside the private jet with us were two bodyguards. According to the welfare department, I’d be meeting four more bodyguards upon touchdown in the Dulles International Airport.Within the past twenty-four hours, the welfare department had secured a new mansion for me in one of Washington’s most exclusive and heavily guarded estates. Waiting for me upon arrival would be two luxury sports cars and a fleet of black Cadillacs for my security convoy.The Aether 9 X’s cabin was luxurious and remained silent, despite t

—Alec’s POV—The night of the Fort-Nite Ball was engraved in my heart, a memory I couldn’t forget even if I tried.Six years ago, I stepped out of the limousine, ignoring the click of cameras in the distance. The only thing on my mind was getting through this night without unnecessary distractions. Another charity ball, another evening spent entertaining shallow conversations and fake smiles.And women.It didn’t matter if I was single or not. They always found a way around me.My phone buzzed in my hand and the caller ID showed my secretary. Ms. Janice. “Hello.”“Sir, the Falcon X prototype has just completed its final test flight. There were some concerns about fuel efficiency, but the engineers believe they can optimize it before—”“Can we talk later? I’m in the middle of something.”“I can see you're tied up, sir. I’ll hold off on the rest of the updates until tomorrow.”“Yes, thank you.”“But the investors are already asking about the new route expansion.”“What?” I frowned.“No