Rafael Barba Fanfiction Novels & Stories

One of his hands slipped between us and started playing with my clit while the other hand rested on my stomach protectively. I love you. I love you so fucking much, Raph. It was on the tip of my tongue to profess my feelings for him again but I stopped myself at the very last minute. I could feel the pressure building up in my stomach and I knew that I was about to cum. "I am going to..." I trailed off unable to complete my sentence. "Come for me, baby," Raphael whispered in my ear at the same time that he pinched my clit and I lost it at that. I came close to blurting out my feelings for him again.

I gently take off the glass, clean up my wound and bandage it. I thought Rafael was going to become nicer But he just proved how much of an asshole he really is ***

as I felt him come to stand by my side. He thought, "You're good, duendecita." "I overheard the Coach boasting about you being in the Olympics, but I assumed he was just talking bullshit like usual," the student said. Rafa was standing by my side, his dark hair still neatly groomed, and he was sporting his white Football shirt. I sighed and lined up another arrow, asking, "What do you want?" He grinned and said, "I like you May. You remind me of my prima back in Mexico." Despite acting as though you want to fight the Alpha just as badly as I do, I adore the fact that you are my Luna.

"How long are you going to keep this up?" "I want you to call off this alliance with the Russo family and come back to the estate with me." Rafael's eyes were bloodshot, filled with a dangerous, obsessive gleam. I held my hands up in front of me, keeping a distance between us. "Enough! Rafael, we're over. Don't you understand? It's over!" The next second, Rafael raised his hands and began slapping himself wildly across the face, one after the other. The sharp cracks of flesh on flesh echoed in the hall.

Silvia said. “What is it again?” Ralph asked frustratingly. “I am sorry, sir. I wish to remain with her until the treatment is concluded” she pleaded. Ralph took a little while to pair her request with his schedule. “I don't have a problem with that,” He replied. It was always a hard thing for Ralph to let out a smile, so he still kept a straight face while waiting for her to sign the document. Silvia read through the conditions in the document and signed without hesitation. Ralph placed his seal on it as well.

RAFAEL I’d imagined this scenario dozens of times in the past month – the beautiful, brown-haired Savannah in my penthouse, my living room, her luscious body bared and spread before me; her round hazel eyes pleading to me to take her. But I didn’t exactly think I would do it. I tried to avoid acquainting myself with her, but I ended up wanting her more. It was amazing how I could still feel the soft tissues of her pussy around my cock.

"because she is my mate and I can call her what I want. Besides doesn't she look like a little cute Riri doll?" "Nope, I don't see it" Rain said. "well, you are blind." Rafaele said hardly paying him a glance. His eyes was focused on Rina, he leaned in and kissed her gently. "eww! Stop!" Rain complained, closing his eyes. "If you are jealous, we can always call Darla back, your mate to be." Rafaele teased. "You!" Rain spluttered. He took a spatula and chased a laughing Rafaele who used Rina as his shield.

"Sia, answer me, you're still in love with him, don't you?" "Will I sound stupid if I say, I still do?" "No, you don't. You know, there's no pattern in loving someone. We can't control our emotions when it comes to things like this but Sia, do you know you and Ralph can never be together, right? He is a dangerous mafia, a dangerous mafia who wants nothing but to ruin your family, especially your dad, he wants to kill him. He seeks nothing but revenge and you know that" "I know but I can't find myself loving another man. It's hard for me"

"Why don't you like it when I hurt my body?" Rafael unbuttoned his shirt. "Because you are mine and I don't like when my things get hurt." "Ohh please!... Look who's talking." She rolled her eyes. "You are the only one who's hurting me" She threw herself back on the pillow. "You are lucky that you are drunk." He smirked at her. "Yeah, whatever... but do you know, Rafael?..." She asked while staring at the ceiling. "I was planning to escape from you but then I talked to Marona and she told me that it's impossible."

“You should listen to your daughter, ma’am. There are a lot of scary people in the world.” Mom smiled, confused but warm. “But you wouldn’t hurt us, right? You’re Rosa’s boyfriend.” Raffaele returned the smile small, dangerous, beautiful. “That depends on what your daughter does from now on.” He turned those dark eyes on me. “Thanks for the slap, Rosa. It really made me step up my game.” My pulse roared in my ears. “Now,” he continued, stepping closer, voice dropping so only I could hear, “can we start over? Or should I visit the story of how your father passed?”