Mr. President: You Are The Daddy Of My Triplets - Chapter 203

Chapter 203: 203- Hakuna Matata

Rafael was captivated by her. His eyes were on her face as she slept.

“You don’t know what you have been doing to me, Marissa,” he told her sleeping figure and brushed his knuckle against her cheek.

He seemed mesmerized by her and couldn’t peel his eyes off her face.

They were still at the poolside, lying on the blanket. Propped on one elbow, he wasn’t getting tired of staring at her. Just then Marissa decided to move her leg over him, shifting her body closer to him. The naked leg was now exposed to his eyes. It must be the umpteenth time he fixed the blanket over her, and she had thrown it away.

His kids were better sleepers than their mom. He thought with a chuckle.

He bent a little to kiss her cheek, “You are becoming my addiction,” he whispered near her face and found a subtle smile there.

Was she really sleeping or was faking it? He thought with a frown but then got convinced that she was sleeping like dead. Her light snoring was a telltale sign.

“Come on, Strawberry,” he tossed the blanket aside and got to his feet. She needed to be in a comfortable bed because they had to start an early day in the office.

With great care and ease, he scooped her in his arms and started walking to the door. He had to use his foot to slide it and then walked to the elevator.

Due to the late night, there were hardly any guests. Only a few staff members could be seen who acted like he was invisible.

Just the way they were trained.

Later, he placed her gently on the bed and found her hand searching for him, in her sleep. Once her hand found his arm, she clung to it.

He felt an unexpected lump in his throat.

She was his wife, yet they didn’t have any witnesses. There were no proofs, though his heart knew that she was the one.

But they were in a tough spot.

He placed his knee on the mattress and then laid beside her. Kissing her face, he put his other palm against her cheek,

“I want to strangle them…,” he murmured, “I want to keep you protected. Sheltered! …Yet I also have this desire to make you the strongest woman, Marissa,” He was slowly moving her hair away from her face.

“Will you trust me this time?” there was no one to answer for his question.

With a sigh, he put his head on the pillow beside her.

Looking up at the ceiling, he wanted to come up with a strategy. He had no wish to alert his mom and Valerie about what he was planning to do.

Most of it was in Marissa’s hands.

This time she needed to take the front seat and he had to move to the back seat.

Yes. He would make Marissa so strong that no one would ever be able to defeat her.

He frowned when his phone pinged. Who could message him at this ungodly hour?

“Joseph?” Rafael got worried for his friend. He opened the chat and looked at it in confusion.

There was a red heart emoji with the message, “We can have breakfast tomorrow if you want.” And then a wink emoji.

Another message popped up, “Last time I could only kiss you, but this time I have other plans.”

Had Joseph turned into a gay?

He thought with a smile and dialed his friend’s number.

“Hey!” Joseph didn’t sound sleepy at all. There was concern in his voice for his friend, “Is everything good, Rafael? Is Abigail alright?”

It warmed his heart when he sensed the same protectiveness for his daughter in his friend’s voice.

“Yeah. Everything is well, Jo. But why have you suddenly fallen in love with me?” he tried to bite back his smile.

“Sorry?” Joseph’s surprised voice came through the speaker.

“My friend. If is a long-time crush, since childhood, then I’m sorry to break it to you. I’m a straight guy.”

There was silence on the phone.

“Rafael. Do you have a fever or something, brother?” Joseph asked with mocked surprise, “You’re calling me and telling me that you are straight.”

“Yeah. Because my friend is so sleepy that he can’t even see who he is sending those romantic messages to.”

There was a stunned silence on the other end, followed by slight rustling. Joseph must be checking his phone by now.

“Fu*ck!” Joseph cursed.

Rafael chuckled, enjoying the situation. He made a mental note to tell this to Marissa the next morning. He didn’t want her to miss the fun on Sophia and Joseph.

“What was I even thinking, man?” Joseph sighed in frustration.

“You must be thinking of the kisses. Of course!” Rafael shrugged nonchalantly.

“Shut up!” Joseph snapped on the phone and Rafael had to cover his mouth to suppress his laughter. He didn’t want to disturb the sleep of the woman who gave him an amazing climax just a few hours back.

“So tomorrow after breakfast, will you take her home or you are planning to…” he trailed off when Joseph spoke between clenched teeth.

“None of your business, Rafael.”

“Oh, but it is. Because now my kisses don’t seem enough for you. Huh?”

“Rafael!”

“Hmm?”

“Fu*ck off!”

The phone was disconnected, and Rafael was almost rolling on the floor.

Oh, God!

He squeezed his eyes to blink the water off. The situation was hilarious. He was sure his friend must have deleted those messages by now.

Rafael couldn’t wait for Marissa to wake up so that he could share it with her.

With a smirk, he went back to his bed and threw his arm over her. He quit the idea of wearing his sleeping boxers. When his wife could sleep in the robe, why couldn’t he?

He didn’t want to disturb her sleep.

There was a cute pout on her face while sleeping.

With all his might, Rafael stopped himself from ravishing those lips.

“Hey, strawberry. You need to trust the process. Ok?” he told her sleeping face somberly, “No matter what happens. Just remember one thing,” he pressed a tender kiss on her forehead, “Hakuna Matata.”