The Impotent Billionaire's Triplets Novels & Stories

Acuriouscat: “I know that what I am about to ask is not related to this post, but, why is our prince Xavier still called The zillionaire bachelor? Isn't he already married to chairman Vanessa? And why do people call him a Zillionaire? As far as I am concerned, I don't remember him having any company of his own. In addition, I heard that he has an important position in the T&N company. But I doubt that the T&N company made him a Zillionaire” User 234: “@Acuriouscat, you're right. We shouldn't call our prince Xavier a bachelor anymore. As for your other question, there was once a day when someone saw our handsome prince coming out of the 1st ranked company and took a picture of him. They belie

He had only left hours ago Jimmy James Junior, or Triple J as he was fondly called is the first and only son of Mr. James Queen; one of the city's richest millionaires with the biggest wine producing company in Las Vegas. The Queen family was not just influential but one of the few millionaires with a legitimate source of income. As everyone knows Las Vegas is run by mostly gamblers and drug dealers; there are more casinos than schools in the city, so coming across a family with legit wealth isn’t something that you get to see every day.

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“If my word isn’t enough, go after the truth yourself. With the money and power you have, you’ll find out in seconds.” Ethan watched her with dark eyes that gleamed with something sinister. Luna took the phone from her pocket, unlocked the screen, and showed him a photo of the triplets. Ethan froze, stunned, as he looked at the photo. It was impossible to deny the familiar and personal traits that rested on the three boys. “Bryan, Aydan, and Dante are six years old,” her head burned with the memories. “I was going to tell you that day I was pregnant, but you forced me to sign the divorce and threw me out of your house, and I had no choice but to run away.”

“Three months after I left Washington, I fell sick. I thought it was just my body adjusting to a new environment. But I visited a hospital and found out I was pregnant with triplets.” “Who’s their father?” she asked, almost impatiently. I took a deep breath. “Alec Rivera.” “ALEC RIVERA.” Ruth blurted out, and slapped a hand against her mouth. Her eyes wide with shock, she scanned the room and we were lucky nobody was paying attention. Ruth brought back her gaze to me. “Alec Rivera?” she asked. “You mean, Alec Rivera, the CEO of Daston Airlines, current CEO of the Rivera Group? The one you had a one nightstand with?”

When the doors opened, she stepped into chaos. Employees clustered in groups, whispering frantically. Her assistant, Jennifer, rushed over, eyes wide. "There you are! I've been calling you all morning!" "My phone died," Aria lied. "What's going on?" "The new owners are here. The Kingston triplets, they're taking over effective immediately. Everyone's freaking out because apparently they're…" Aria's blood turned to ice. "Triplets?" "Yeah, identical triplets. Billionaire tech moguls who just bought out half the company. They're in the main conference room right now with…"

The pregnancy test didn't have two lines. It didn't have three lines either. The screen blinked a digital word that made my knees buckle: "TRIPLETS." I dropped the plastic stick into the trash can like it had burned me. It landed on top of a torn check — five million dollars, made out to Isabella Vance, signed by Alexander Black. The same Alexander Black who didn't remember my name. The same Alexander Black who thought I was a paid actress. The same cold, cruel, devastatingly beautiful man who had spent one night inside my body and then tried to buy his way out of it.

Since the three ladies kept pushing me to speak out then I opened up and replied with almost everything I found out in my mate's house which was the home of the Billionaire I got mated to. " What they are triplets and not cousins!?" Muse exclaimed with her mouth open and wide her jaw coming down her eyebrow up in both confusion and surprise. I just laughed as if I did not notice the confusion within both midst but kept on smiling till they both just weren't happy with my character then I had no choice but to stop laughing and keep the confusion high.

“Triplets aren’t easy on the body, but you’re handling it well. You just need rest.” My secret had been exposed. Leonardo’s head jerked up in shock, Alessia’s eyes widened before narrowing into daggers. “Babies?” Alessia laughed in disbelief. “Triplets? Oh, that’s rich.” Leonardo tilted his head, studying me like a vulture. “So that’s your plan. Produce bastard heirs and steal my family’s empire?.” My jaw tightened. “They are Brayden’s children. Our children.” Alessia scoffed, her laugh slicing the air. “Are they really his babies? Why should we believe you? What would the world say when they hear that an auction slave is the one carrying Brayden Gatsby’s babies?”

I even heard the gasp of shock from both of them. "The world's richest man, Armand Lupine ...why is he here?" Jimmy murmured. "My God! This can’t be. Rich Armand's triplet sons—star hockey player Nicholas, world-famous painter Brian, bad boy rock star Cheney...!" Amy screeched uncontrollably. Honestly, it felt restrained given who was standing before us. The presence of any of the four of them often led to chaos and screaming girls. When they all appeared together? I definitely believed Amy was restrained in that moment.