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The Runaway Wife: Hiding His Secret Triplets

Hen Bu

Five years ago, I stood in the freezing rain at my mother's funeral, waiting for my husband. Blake Knight, the billionaire NHL superstar, was two hours late. When he finally showed up, he brought his rumored girlfriend, the woman he had just rented a hotel rooftop for to celebrate her birthday. Watching him defend her fake tears, my heart completely died. I took off my diamond wedding ring, placed it on my mother's headstone, and walked away from my marriage forever. I fled to London, changed my name to Ava, and secretly raised the triplets he never knew existed. I thought I was finally safe from him. But today, my kids vandalized a silver Aston Martin in our apartment's parking garage, and the owner caught my youngest daughter. My phone rang. The voice on the other end was Blake's. He had moved into my building, and he was holding my little girl in his penthouse, demanding her mother come get her immediately. Panic suffocated me. If I walked through that door, my five years of hiding would be instantly destroyed. He would recognize me, realize I didn't get rid of our child like everyone thought, and he would use all his power to take my babies away. I couldn't let him ruin my life again. "I'm just her nanny," I lied through my teeth. I frantically begged my best friend to go upstairs and rescue my daughter in my place. He bought the disguise, but now, the King of the Ice is dangerously obsessed with investigating my new identity.

Romance Family Modern Single parent Triplets Hidden Identities Billionaire Second Chance Athlete Sports Romance (Hockey/Football/Soccer/MMA/Swimming)

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Yes, this is a book about demons. First and foremost, I want to acknowledge the fact that this book is PURE FICTION!!! IT IS THE CONTENT OF MY IMAGINATION, AND I AM IN NO WAY A DEVIL WORSHIPPER!!! Don't get me wrong, people who do that have their own right to, but this isn't a book about religion here. It's just something that I thought of and want to have fun writing about. Don't judge, please.

Okay! Now that I have that out of the way, THIS IS THE SEQUEL TO NOBODY'S ANGEL!! IT CAN BE READ SEPERATELY, but don't be asking who some of the characters are then :)

Anyways, I hope you guys enjoy this! To those reading my other works, I'm sorry but I just don't have the will to write them. They don't hold my attention like they used to. I don't know when they will be updated next, or if I will even continue to write them. Just know that I'm still alive :D

So, without further adieu, vote, comment, and fan!

WARNING! Sexy demons ahead :P Yeah, I just had to... That is all. <

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Xavier's P.O.V.

"Thank you, Prince."

"No, thank you, " I smirked, watching unashamedly as the leggy blonde sashayed out of my room. Her shirt was hanging loosely from her fingers, far away from her chest, no doubt trying to tempt me for a repeat of last night, but I'd had better. Besides, if she hadn't noticed that I had forgotten her name last night, she definitely would today. I could spare myself that headache.

My door burst open with a resounding bang! My deadly glare pierced the intruder before realizing it was my best friend, Jace.

He raised an eyebrow at my entertainment from the night before. She flushed scarlet and scurried out of there quick. He turned his disbelieving gaze to me.

"Really?" he asked. My Do-you-know-who-I-am? look got him off of my case. I was prince, and I was entitled to do whatever (and whoever) I wanted with no objections from those below me, which was basically everyone except my parents. I suppose my nanny could give me a reasonable scolding since she'd practically raised me, but…nah, she knew her place now that I'd stopped needing her milk and constant looking after.

Jace gave up on trying to talk some of his morals about girls into me until he spotted my souvenir- her panties. "Really?" he repeated with a sterner tone. I shrugged nonchalantly, his exasperated groan a result of my indifference. "Do you even know what today is?"

"Should I?"

He ran his hand threw his blonde hair in obvious frustration, glaring at me. "Any minute now, we're going to-"

Even if he had continued, I wouldn't have heard him. As it was, he was in the same condition as I. We were both oblivious to our surroundings now that we had something much more important to focus on.

My mind buzzed with one word.

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