Rafael Barba X Reader Novels & Stories

Veronica asked to break off the lengthy silence, and mainly to distract herself from making up more terrifying scenarios in her head. "Getting treatment." Rafa kept staring blankly at the floor with his quite bulging arms loosely crossed below his chest. His dark button-down shirt and hiked up sleeves weren't doing much to conceal his impressive physique. "Do you know anyone named Alodia?" Alodia? She frowned at his question. "No. Why?" Without answering her, Rafa took out his phone and scrolled through some images. She inched closer to him, actually growing curious. "Who's Alodia?" she muttered.

Rafael said as I closed my eyes and nodded at him in response. "Open your eyes, hon. Look at me. Do you want me to continue this?" Rafael asked in a baritone voice. I didn't think twice. I held on to his arm, brought my body closer, then moved slightly. And I can feel that I made him even harder because of what I did. And because of that, I heard him c*rsed one more time. I listened to the zipper of my dress was unzip. The red dress I was wearing was now on the floor. And in one blink of my eyes, I was now totally naked. Rafael intently looked at me as he guided me to his bed. I saw his eyes sparkling, and Adam's apple moved as he gulped.

(Doctor Rafaela) "Ye…yes..Doctor..".(Bar) "Good…then, here's your copy…I need both of you to confirm it and put down your sign on that paper please…". (Doctor Rafaela) Rafaela hand over 2 folders to each Bar and Bob with a smile on her face. Both of them opened the folder and were puzzled by the content. "Ermmmm….Doctor?…what is this?…". (Bar) "That?….it's your Treatment Bill…". (Doctor Rafaela)

She knew what she wanted and not. "Babe, I already know the truth," she stated. "You don't have to pretend and play dumb around. Look," she paused. "I know where did I go wrong and I'm sorry if I made you feel that way. You're a nice man, Royal. Reliable and can be trusted. If you will give me another chance, we can work this thing out." The difference between Ria and Raphaela was their dependency on me. Ria could decide on her own but Raphaela would always run to me even if she didn't need anything. She made me her own superhero. And in that matter, I had always felt like a man.

Jax asked him. "Well I found Rita in my study." "Okay and?" Jax questioned. "She was in there reading a book." "so?" "Jax, she was reading a book. Since when did she like reading books, history books for that matter." "Look Rafaele, I just think you are over reacting about this. Maybe she has decided to live a better life, shouldn't you be happy for her?" "I still think something is suspicious Jax" "Relax man and stop overthinking things." Jax told him.

Luca Pov The ice clinks against the glass as I swirl my drink, the dim light of the bar casting soft shadows across the table. It’s a quiet refuge—booths lined with rich leather, each offering a veneer of privacy. Rafe, seated across from me, leans back, arms crossed, a skeptical look etched on his face. “She’s not like the others,” I state, my voice steady despite the weight of my conviction. Rafe scoffs lightly, the sound echoing in the still air of the bar. “You’ve said that before. Usually right before everything goes to hell.”

She drags me toward the bar, chattering about the decorations and the music and who’s wearing what disaster of an outfit, and I let her voice wash over me while the knot in my stomach grows tighter. Across the room, I catch a glimpse of dark hair and gray eyes. Rafael. He’s standing near the windows with a group of South American alphas, a drink in his hand, looking every inch the powerful pack leader. He doesn’t look my way — or at least, he’s careful not to be caught looking — but I can feel the weight of his attention like the faintest graze of fingers on my skin. Our encounter in the hallway replays in my mind. His wolf flickering in his eyes. His hand on the wall beside my head.

He stated and she nodded. “I will think about it,” she smiled and disappeared under the duvet. “Fuck!” he moaned in delight as she stroked his limp dick. It went erect immediately and she smiled under the duvet. She continued stroking it before putting it into her mouth. He moaned as he felt her wet tongue go round his dick and she smiled. *** Rafael walked into the office of his bar and switched the light on. The first thing he noticed was someone seated on his chair. The chair was turned to back the door so he couldn't see his face.

He didn't look back. Didn't need to. He felt it already. Every silent obsession. Every stolen breath of scent. Every memory he had folded neatly in the back of his mind, burned. That night, Rafael returned the textbook. He didn't ask about the stairwell. He didn't ask who the blond was. He smiled like he didn't see a damn thing. But later, when Jonas showered… Rafael held the book in his hands. He gripped it tight enough to crease the corner of the page.

Note: THIS CHAPTER CONTAINS SEX SCENES THAT IS NOT ADVISABLE FOR READERS UNDER THE AGE OF 18 OR READERS WHO WON'T FANCY IT. ENJOY AS YOU READ! The chilling nature of his words made her wonder how a man could be so devilishly attractive. Looking into his eyes, she saw hunger, lust, desire, and an extremely enigmatic look. She felt her body craving him because she was unable to turn from his sight. “What do you feel?” Rafa Asked, as his lips sucked her earlobe very slowly and nicely.