Rafael Jane The Virgin Novels & Stories

Mellisa's eyes sparkled, seemingly not comprehending my words, as she turned to my mother and squealed, "He says soon-to-be wife instead of fiancée. Isn't that just too cute?!" I sighed as they went off on an a tangent, completely ignoring my words. Glancing down at Jane, I found her looking up at me with her beautifully violet eyes. She mouthed silently, "Thank you." The corner of my lips lifted as I leaned down to press an upside down kiss on her forehead, which only caused another round of squeals to come from the right of us. "Rafael, you're basically living with her and already acting like a complete family. Why don't you just move in together? Then you guys could get working on making

Julianne slowly turned around and found a tall, handsome man standing behind her. “It’s okay ladies,” River Jefferson said to the two women. “There is absolutely nothing wrong with being a love child. The parents’ sin need not be the children’s. And I’ve had the honor of meeting Jasmine Wright. She is Rafael’s childhood friend, not his other woman. But I would definitely not blame him if he becomes smitten with her. She’s an exquisite woman.” Julianne had to bite her lower lip to keep from laughing. She slowly stood up from her seat to face River.

she said, smiling in tears. Rafa's heart swelled with emotion as he gazed up at Eva, feeling a rush of gratitude and love wash over him. He couldn't believe she was actually here, by his side, in this moment of vulnerability. The warmth of her touch and the sincerity in her voice reassured him that he was not dreaming and that she was real and present. It was a moment he never wanted to end—a moment he wanted to hold onto forever. "Marry me, Evelyn Rogers. Spend the rest of your life with me; I don't want to lose you again." Rafael asked her slowly, and she looked into his eyes, tears welling up as she whispered, "Yes, I will marry you."

Rafael pinched the bridge of his nose tiredly. “You’re both twenty four years old.” “And very observant,” Vivienne argued. I leaned closer excitedly. “She literally looked heartbroken.” “She looked like someone canceled Christmas.” Vivienne gasped suddenly. “Wait.” “What?” “What if they kissed already?” My eyes widened. “Oh my God.” Rafael stood abruptly. “I’m leaving.” “No sit down,” I ordered immediately. “I regret reconciling with you.” “You adore me.” Unfortunately for him that shut him up and Vivienne grabbed my arm dramatically.

“I’m not mad about it. Honestly?” “Honestly?” “I’m relieved.” “Relieved because…?” “Rafael has been a virgin his entire life,” he said. “By choice. Saving himself for someone he actually gives a damn about.” “You’re joking.” “Dead serious.” His lips twitched. “He decided when we were in college that he wouldn’t waste his first time on some forgettable night. He’s annoyingly principled that way.” Cold and composed Rafael, always watching everything, the way he talked to Mama Cortez and clicked his pen when he was thinking. The idea of him choosing Maya—loud, bright, soft‑heart chaos—made me feel a mix of warmth and weirdness.

He found it morbidly amusing in some way that he was about to mate with the girl and she was wearing the ring that had been on her father's hand when he had died. Rafe smiled as he thought about the look in Brennus's eyes when he died. Rafe pushed Jenna down to her hands and knees roughly. Then he dropped his pants and took up his position behind her. The movement brought some halting applause. Rafe was pleased by the turn out. He grabbed hold of Jenna's hair and yanked her head back as he thrust into her. She cried in pain as he forced himself into her dry cunt. She hadn't been ready for him. How could she be? He disgusted her. But this wasn't the time to fight him. She knew that she'd have

The only dick I have seen is Raphael’s and if you count some of the x-rated movies I have seen. “I don’t think so, Renia. I remember taking your virginity very clearly.” He said and I felt heat rising up my face. This is not the time to blush like a bloody virgin. “That is beside the point, Raph. What I am trying to say here is that I will only consider not fucking Theo if you end things with your mistress.” I said firmly. I didn’t know where the confidence came from. Raphael doesn’t really give a fuck about me so I don’t think he would care much about who I fuck or who I don’t fuck.

He chuckles, “yes, how else would I know your name?” I smile, “well, then perhaps you should tell me your name, then I might remember?” I must have forgotten the last time I seen him, to remove them, fuck me hard.” Violet stirs, “I’m sure he would if you allow him too,” she howls. I retort quickly, “not helping Violet.” “Rafael, it’s my pleasure to introduce myself to you finally, you never asked before,” his cheeks redden. Now I’m totally confused, before, like does he remember each time we’ve met, impossible.”

Rafael's POV I had no idea what my crazy girl had done to tame my little wildcat, but when I arrived at the bedroom door and saw the two of them high-fiving in the air, I thought I had entered a parallel universe where there was a Giovanna and a Hannah who got along and Giovanna wasn't being a pain in the ass.