Powerful Papa with Triplet Babies

Chapter 115

Chapter 115 “Carry on,” he said, 

She stilled and asked, “you are eating here?” 

“You have a problem?” He narrowed his eyes dangerously, ‘Of course, I have a problem with it!‘ She thought, ‘ll he stays here, are my kids supposed to just stay inside the room the entire time? I can manage 11, but will the kids run outside at some point. If they ran into Anthony, I would die from a heart attack!‘ 

“What‘s wrong?” He studied her intently. 

Anne glanced outside the balcony. “I don‘t really feel like cooking, that much food. If you want to eat something, there are plenty of ligli class restaurants you can choose from out there.” 

 

He sneered and took her chin, before forcing her to meet his eyes. “Looks like you don‘t really want to cook for me. If that‘s the case, I guess I will satisfy my hunger with you instead.” 

“Wh–what?” She gaped. 

Without giving her any time to think, she was slammed and pinned against the bedroom door, “...” The triplets inside stood hand in hand inside, terrified.. 

“Open the door,” Anthony commanded. 

She grabbed onto the doorknob and insisted, “No way! You can‘t go in...” “Why not?” “I don‘t want to...seriously, you can‘t do this, Anthony. If you want food, I‘ll cook. Let me go!” She struggled to get away, but she was helpless in front of his overpowering strength and simply ended up panting before she could move him. “Save your strength for later!” Losing his patience, he grabbed onto her hand and turned the doorknob. 

She could not stop him and could only watch as the door was

terrified, but froze as soon as she was inside the

are the kids?‘ She thought to herself.

door open and shoved Anne onto the

bed dazedly and gasped when he leaned closer. She placed her hands on his chest to keep him away and shouted, “Wait! I have something to say?” “Hm?” He narrowed his eyes dangerously. “What do you want to eat? I‘ll go make it. Anything you want...” Anne could not let this happen. If it was any other time, she could force herself to white knuckle through his assault, but not at the time. Her children were still inside

head and pinned it in place. “Please don‘t...umph!” Before she

they listened to the

are they doing?‘ They thought, ‘What do we do? Should we go help Mama? But Mama said we can‘t show our

placed his hand on Anne‘s slim waist and the rough sensation

children see her like

running out of breath, she

studied the now sobbing Anne darkly. His expression darkened at her reluctance toward his touch and the blood

Despite the fact that he had stopped, her tears kept scrolling down her cheek as she gasped for air. When he refused to step away, she shoved him aside

‘Damn that

up and

each other a look before crawling out of the bed like small kittens. By the time they were outside the room, their mother and the ‘bad guy‘ were already gone. Charlie ran toward the balcony and leaned against the

a guy. Not a

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