Mr. President: You Are The Daddy Of My Triplets - Chapter 200

Chapter 200: 200- Booked Pool Area

The uniformed hotel staff girl was staring at Valerie and Valerie could see raw fear in her eyes, “Please tell me. Are you from the Sinclair family?” the girl repeated the question.

Valerie was alarmed by the sudden change of expression, “Is everything alright, Roma?”

Maybe the tip I paid her wasn’t enough and I should give her some more money. She thought silently while looking at Roma’s face.

“Y-you are Valerie Sinclair?” Valerie had a proud grin on her face when she nodded.

“Yes, I am.”

“Ma’am. I mean…” Roma gulped down her saliva, “Are you Mr. Sinclair’s wife? Are you from his family?”

“Yes…” Valerie felt strange. The girl looked confused and panicked. What was the matter?

“I … I’m sorry… I think I made a blunder…. I’m so sorry, Ma’am.”

Valerie wasn’t understanding anything. Why did she seem suddenly scared?

“If you’re from the Sinclair family then your husband booked the swimming area for Sinclair Women. Yes, that’s what he said. You must be looking for the swimming pool area. Right?”

Valerie thought of saying no but then stopped herself in time. An evil grin appeared on her face that she quickly hid.

“Sinclair Women?” she asked the girl who quickly nodded her head.

“Yes, Ma’am,”

“For me and Nina?” she said under her breath, but Roma heard her.

“I don’t know her name but … she is already there.”

Oh. Nina is already there?

They must have ushered her to the pool area straight from the restaurant right after Valerie left.

Valerie wanted to squeal in excitement.

Rafael at last allowed them to meet him. He booked a pool area for them?

Wow!

Valerie gave Roma an over-brightened smile and chuckled, “Then I guess, guide me to the poolside.”

***

Roma was a very pleasant woman, she offered Valerie a beer can and guided her to the pool area.

However, she stopped in the hallway where a warning was displayed on the wall in bold words.

This pool is booked privately, and nobody is allowed to cross this line.

Roma gave Valerie an apologetic smile, “I can’t take you further unless someone from there intercom the desk. There is a sliding door which is opening to the pool area. All the best ma’am and please forgive me for not guiding you before.”

“It’s ok,” Valerie said, clasping her hands before her chest, trying to contain her excitement.

From here she was on her own.

Opening the can, she took a sip and looked over her shoulder. Roma had already left, and Valerie was thankful that she had the beer.

She was meeting Rafael after such a long time and the thought of spending the night with him was giving her exciting shivers.

Once their bodies would be one, Marissa wouldn’t be able to do any further damage.

Trying to control her rugged breathing, Valerie started walking to the pool.

What if Nina leaves us there and we might end up doing it near the pool?

An odd sensation ran past her that gave a giddy feeling in the pit of her stomach.

Rafael! She almost moaned his name.

She strolled towards the sliding door and then glued her palms to it. Her entrance to the happiness and the beginning of Marissa’s jealousy.

She couldn’t wait to see that desperate expression crossing her face when tomorrow in the office, she would find her elder sister with Rafael.

She could hear voices coming from the pool area and thought that maybe Nina was talking to her son. She slid the door a little and peeked outside.

Well!

She frowned when found nothing as the lights were too dim. She could still hear the voices.

She slid the door some more and spotted the recliners. But they were empty.

Where was Nina?

And why couldn’t she see Rafael?

Just when she decided to step there, her eyes fell on the pool, and she suspected some activity there.

There was someone in the pool.

Rafael! No!

Two people could be seen in the pool. But Nina …

Why would she jump in the pool with her son? She shuddered at her stupid thoughts.

She narrowed her eyes to look carefully.

In the corner of the pool, she could see two familiar frames.

Valerie stepped back and closed the door leaving an opening of almost one to two inches.

Rafael was indeed talking to a woman, but she wasn’t Nina. Nina was nowhere in sight. The woman he was talking to, seemed a little on the chubbier side.

Oh, My God!

My Goodness!

It is Her!

It’s my sister Marissa.

What is she doing here?

What are they doing at this hour?

Valeri couldn’t hear them clearly and couldn’t afford to move a lot because the movement could easily catch Rafael’s attention.

He was talking to Marissa in a subtle low volume and the bitch was gawking at him, trying to look so damn innocent.

Then she started telling him something. He chuckled and shook his head. Now he was standing dangerously close to her.

What was she up to?

They didn’t seem to talk anymore but he was now staring at her face without even blinking his eyes.

Oh, Rafael please don’t do this. Please run away from her. Valerie was trying her best to control her sobs.

Then it felt like he couldn’t take it anymore and started kissing her. Valerie covered her mouth with the back of her hand, trying to swallow the cries.

Marissa’s arms were around his neck, and she was equally responding to his kisses.

Right now, Marissa was getting something, Valerie had dreamed of for the last few years.

Tears started stinging her eyes and her cheeks.

Rafael got back and started staring at Marissa’s face again.

Then very slowly something unexpected happened. Rafael gradually started submerging himself in the water. Till Valerie could no longer see him.

What was happening?

Marissa placed her elbows on the edge of the pool and Valerie felt her lifting up a little, like someone inside the water was pushing her up.

And then a loud moan escaped Marissa’s lips that she immediately tried to suppress by the back of her hand.

Oh, God! He is going down on her. How many times he did this to me? Never!

He went down on Marissa and started ravishing her. Just like Valerie had been imagining him doing it with her.

Valerie didn’t have a choice except to do one thing.

To turn around and race out of the hotel building.

And that was what she did.