Argus Dan Rafaela Novels & Stories

At this point, I didn’t have the energy to do so. “I am going to ask a stupid question, but why the fuss about Lea?” Renata asked, shaking her head in question. “There are others who seem to be holding the same crest.” She pointed at Ezra and Mario as she did, avoiding looking at mom who she knew had her own. And though she had given Giovanni and I ours, which belonged to her and his mother, she still had her own before. “Why Lea?”

And tonight, as he stood alone in the old warehouse office overlooking the lower floor, where dust floated like pale ghosts in the weak light, silence told him one thing: Adrian had finally failed. Rafael didn’t slam his hands on the table. He didn’t shout. He didn’t curse. He simply breathed in once, deep and slow, the way he used to before pulling a trigger. Adrian had been his investment. Loyal. Efficient. Always in control. Until he got too close to Ariella Cruz and started believing she could be handled gently. Rafael had warned him. You never handle a Cruz gently. Not Ariella.

Well, she was his mate, and I wouldn't blame him, he was just reacting base on the bond. Rafael finally moves, brushing past me with the kind of arrogance only a man in expensive cologne and unresolved trauma could carry. He doesn't even spare me a friendly glance, his eyes are on the nurse with his usual cold demeanor. "Can we make this quick?" he says, voice flat, bored even. "I've got shit to do." Ava rolls her eyes dramatically. "Yeah, like brood in a corner with a glass of scotch and a superiority complex?"

These children would be the most beautiful reminder I would have of Oliver and Noah, and who knows, in a very near future, they might be what would bring us together again. “Hey, Aurora! Where are you going?” I heard Rafaela's voice as she was walking into the clinic. “Oh, Rafa, congratulations to you; you're a warrior!” “What happened?” she asked, confused. “How do you manage to endure and like the same man at the same time?” “You told Tácio about your pregnancy? What did he say that made you so nervous like this?” “The way he treated me, it even seemed like I was asking him to take responsibility for the children and pay child support.”

He had spotted her earlier near the private bar. Luna Vargas, 28, a Guadalajara artist with warm golden-brown skin, long dark curls, and striking hazel eyes. Her body was a masterpiece — full, firm breasts, a narrow waist, and long, sculpted legs. She wore a fitted red dress that clung to her curves like liquid silk, the fabric riding high on her thighs as she moved. Rafael approached her with calm dominance. “You don’t belong among the party girls,” he said, his voice deep and smooth. “Come with me. There’s a quieter room upstairs. The view is better… and I want to see what you look like when you’re truly exposed.”

Angeline stroked her golf club, wondering if she should wear her wedding ring to declare her marital status. But she changed her mind after considering Robert might not be pleased with that. "Hello, Ms. Lawson!" Rafael looked relatively young. His skin was fair, and he had a slender figure. His eyes were sparkling, emitting an optimistic, energetic look. He removed his glove, extended his hand to Angeline, and smiled warmly. "Good to see you. I'm Rafael Ray. I've studied Biology at Krontos University." Angeline was surprised to hear his name. She wondered if he was the PhD student whom Professor Murray had strongly recommended to Vitality Biotech Group.

Her voice trembled, unable to finish the sentence. Rafael’s eyes shifted to Thersa. Thersa slowly stood up from the bed. “Nothing’s going to happen to him, Celeste,” she said, placing a hand gently on Rafael’s arm as if to ease the tension. “You don’t have to be afraid.” Rafael gave Thersa a quick glance before gently but firmly pulled himself free from Celeste’s arms. “Everything is alright,” he said quietly, stepping beside Thersa. Celeste stood quietly with her hands clasped together and her head bowed.

said Lucas. After a long journey, Lucas and Rafaela were still at the Rain Forest. She saw something from behind the bushes around the mountains, Rafaela could also feel that there was a great battle that had just taken place. Rafaela, who was surprised to see the bushes swaying, finally chose to approach it. She stepped into the bushes to her surprise when she heard the sound of a small child sobbing. She called out her mother's name. Rafaela turned back to call for Lucas who was busy looking at the area to draw as a map.

said Rafael. “I’m okay with iced coffee. Put some frappe on.” said Luna. Rafael laughed slightly. “Okay, how about you, princess?” “It’s just the same as Luna,” said Ella. Rafael smiled and did not speak. The two women watched Rafael. He was wearing an apron while busy with what he was doing. Its handsome face brightened the light in the bar. If they didn’t know him from being a murderer, they might believe he was a good man.

"You just said you could detect Alessio's scent on her. Why would you even dare try to eat her? Besides, you can do that once we get what we want. But please, for now, I'm begging you to behave." Rafael just smirks and wipes his lips as though he just got denied of a delicious meal. Which I guess in a away he was. But then his expression darkens into a deeper level of malice when he glances at the woman. "Since when have you become so weak, Savina?" he asks with his nose curled up in disgust. "And I thought your heart was into this mission. Don't worry, though, I won't eat her. I'll just have a little taste. . . ."