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Mr. President You Are The Daddy Of My Triplets novel Chapter 221

Chapter 221: 221- Do It In A Bedroom!

Sophia looked at the couple, observing different expressions playing across their faces.

Marissa had a flustered look on her face and Sophie felt like her friend might die of embarrassment.

On the other hand, Rafael was beaming. There was no sign of any guilt for what he was doing to Marissa in the kitchen.

They were sitting on the floor drinking beer, that Sophie just brought for them.

Discussing intimacy and boyfriends with your best friend who was more than a sister to you, was one thing, and witnessing her being eaten by a hot guy was another.

"You could have used your room," Sophie grumbled to no one in particular, avoiding eye contact with either of them. Marissa was the only one among the three, who was just holding the beer can and wasn’t interested in drinking from it.

Sophie finished hers and almost tossed it aside. It dropped on the floor with a clanking sound.

Marissa who was quite possessive about her kitchen, gave her friend a sharp look. Sophie shot a warning glare in her direction that said,

Don’t you dare comment about this trashy can when a few minutes back you were being naughty in the same kitchen.

She eyed Marissa’s can that she was holding and raised her brow, "If you aren’t drinking it then I won’t mind having another."

"Wait. I’ll bring another one," Rafael got up but Marissa stopped him.

"Stay here. Let me fetch it," She got to her feet and left the kitchen as if she were looking for a chance to escape the spot.

Sophie felt more awkward in Marissa’s absence. She looked up, only to find Rafael staring at the door where Marissa had just scurried away.

"What is going on here?" Rafael was taken aback by Sophie’s stern tone.

"Excuse me?"

"What excuse me? The gal is asking you a simple query. What’s going on between you two?" she asked him in a no-nonsense tone.

After inhaling enough Oxygen, he calmed his nerves, "I mean... what kind of question is that?"

Sophie gave him a hard look and decided to be honest about it, "Your body is giving love vibes, mister Rafael Sinclair."

Rafael, who was raising the can to his mouth, stopped mid-action, "What did you say?"

He got serious and placed the can on the floor.

This girl wasn’t the same Sophie, he had just befriended a few weeks back. She had become the girl, he met five years ago, who was determined to keep her friend safe no matter what the consequences were.

"Don’t pretend that you didn’t hear me, Rafael. You heard me the first time. Now tell me. What’s going on between you two? Because she might take it all wrong. Again!"

Rafael clenched his jaw for a moment but then tried controlling his emotions, "I’m myself confused..." he trailed off when she didn’t let him finish.

"Confused? Are you serious? My friend is getting closer to you day by day and you’re confused?" for a moment she thought she saw a glimpse of admiration in his eyes for her.

"The confusion isn’t about getting closer. The confusion is about my increasing obsession for her."

What? Sophie blinked.

Obsession?

"You are obsessed with Marissa?"

"Damn," he cursed under his breath, "Yes. I am."

Sophie regarded his face for a few moments that was gleaming with some alien emotion.

"Aren’t you... in love with her?"

Rafael shrugged at that, "Why are you asking?"

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