Rafael Barba X Reader Novels & Stories

Caleb snapped. "Then fix your mother! Fuck!" Rafa yelled, running his hand through his hair in frustration. "She has become the very bane of my existence!" He shouted in desperation and Caleb flinched slightly but otherwise stayed silent. His eyes were glazed with unshed tears, still refusing to look up at his mate. He was trembling now, unable to hold himself together any longer. Rafa took one deep breath to calm his own emotions before continuing, "Caleb Xiher Kade..." He started calmly once again, and Caleb flinched at hearing his name.

Luca said without looking at him. Rafa’s gaze flicked to the pamphlet. His smile didn’t change. His eyes did. “Oh,” he said lightly. “Well. That makes everything… interesting.” My hand closed around the edge of the table. “This is a private room,” I said. “It was,” he agreed, and his phone vibrated in his palm like a cat purring. “Media loves a story with a heart. Or a heartbeat.” Luca’s voice went glacier‑calm. “Walk away, Rafa.”

“Oh! Thank you very much. I’ll give it a read then . I guess I’ll learn a lot about my dead husband from here than I could while I was actually with him.” After that the publisher left. And Ms.Rafa took that book and sat on a rocking chair to read it. She said to herself, “Guess a legendary journey of a devil is about to be revealed by my hands. Should I be happy about that, I don’t know anymore…” Inside that Book…………….

“Sensation.” His palm landed on my ass with a firm smack. I gasped at the sting. Another followed, then another, building heat across my skin. “Talk to me,” he ordered. “How does it feel?” “It burns,” I breathed. “But it’s making me wet.” Rafael chuckled darkly. “Honest. I like that.” His fingers slid between my legs, stroking over my damp panties. “Very wet. Your body doesn’t lie even if your mouth does.”

She was also so close to him as if she did not want even the air to get between them. Raffy was actually dying to separate himself from the omega. But thinking that his current position was good for his plan, he held himself back and used all the patience that he had instead. "Reading is one of my pastimes," he replied nonchalantly as he was busy looking around. It had not taken him long enough to find Raffy shelving books. Excitement filled him. And without even looking at Elena, he said, "I found the book I was looking for." Then he made his way towards Raffy, leaving Elena to not do anything but follow him.

Rafael didn't look at her,he adjusted his clothes, buckled his belt, and smoothed down his shirt,when he looked at her again, his face was a cold, unreadable mask once more. "Clean yourself up," Rafael said, his voice flat and empty of emotion. "And get to your room,you have an early shift tomorrow." He turned and walked away into the shadows of the club, leaving Zara lying exposed on the bar counter, her heart hammering, completely consumed by the dark, addictive trap she had fallen into..

"I misspoke, Your Highness. I simply wish to humbly plead that you would share what you know." Perhaps it was due to the nightmares that had been haunting him lately, but Barrett's complexion was worse than ever. His eyes were sunken and his posture was slumped, as if the weight of his life was pulling him down further. Rafael wasn't interested in speaking with Barrett any longer. He gave a dismissive wave and said, "If there's news, I'll have someone send word. As of now, I haven't received anything. You may leave." "But—" "But what? Just leave for now," Rafael cut him off, urging him to leave. He didn't want Barrett lingering around and possibly running into Carissa, which would surely sti

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.

she said, her voice barely above a whisper. Rafael leaned in, his face inches from hers. "Maybe I'll just have to prove it to you," he whispered, his breath sending shivers down her spine. Eva's heart skipped a beat as she met his gaze, the tension between them crackling with electricity. She knew she was in trouble. "The bar, yes, I remember, suddenly there was a silence when we were drinking bear," she said. "Yes, because I show them something that makes them shocked and scared, because some bastards are watching what's mine."

~~AURELIA~~ “Is that a… library?” I ask in surprise as we pass through a door left halfway open. From the narrow gap, I can see a long line of books—it looks never-ending. “It is, piccolo. You want to learn how to read?” “You… you know I can’t read?” I ask, caught between surprise and embarrassment. But Rafaele just chuckles as he pushes open another door one-handed, the other pressed tightly against my lower thighs.