Rafael Jane The Virgin Romane & Geschichten

He savored. “What’s your name?” he asked, brushing a strand of her curly hair back like he had every right to. “Keira.” “Mmm. Pretty. I’m Rafael. You can call me Sir.” She should’ve slapped him. But instead her thighs clenched, breath caught. “What do you want, Keira?” “I want to know why you spoil girls like Vanessa. She treats people like dirt.” “Ah.” He tilted his head. “You’re jealous.” “Of her?” she scoffed.

“You look incredibly bored.” Elyra glanced at the stranger standing beside her, trying to keep her expression polite despite the fact that she was suddenly very aware of Zevarion across the room. Watching. Closely. The man extended his hand smoothly. “Rafael.” “Elyra.” His smile widened slightly. “Beautiful name.” Normally, compliments like that wouldn’t affect her one way or another. Tonight? Tonight she felt something else entirely. Because she could practically feel Zevarion’s attention from across the room now.

I nodded, stepping inside. We drove to the nearest upscale café, but Rafael handed me his card instead of getting out. "I have a call I need to make. Maybe you can grab whatever you want and meet me back in the car," he said, his expression dark and cold. His annoyingly high-esteemed demeanor stared back at me. For a second, I wondered if I was capable of being the alpha's wife, if I was capable of being in his bed. The thought made me blush. "I wish I could figure out what you're thinking sometimes, because I know I'm in those thoughts," he whispered, breaking me from my reverie.

She must have realized she'd had the same effect on me and continued to stroke my skin, making me breathe harder. —I need to tell you something,— she announced. —I'm a virgin. My ex never touched me as I always managed to run away. But I want you. I've never wanted a man so much in my life. Rafaela's words made my heart skip a beat. My body stiffened as she reached down to my pants, unbuttoning the button. —Rafaela, are you sure?— I grabbed her face in my hands and pressed my forehead to hers. My heart was beating wildly.

“I don’t know if it’s right… but yeah. I’m planning to use Ram.” “How exactly are you planning to do that?” I hesitated, looking her straight in the eye. “Rafael cheated on me, Claire. You know why?” She shifted uncomfortably. “Because… you wouldn’t sleep with him?” “Because I’m a virgin. I told him to wait. But he couldn’t. And Amanda was there.” Claire nodded, the weight of my words settling between us. “Well, Ram is here now too. And if I give him what I couldn’t give Rafael… do you think it would hurt him?”

“But Rafael King isn’t the family man he pretends to be.” Violetta didn’t blink. “Go on.” Mara leaned closer, lowering her voice. “He’s been having an affair for years. Her name is Bianca. Everyone thinks she’s just some distant acquaintance—she’s not.” Violetta’s fingers tightened around her cup. “When Bianca went into labor,” Mara continued, “Rafael abandoned his wife. Completely. She lost the baby that night.” The words hit like a silent explosion. “And Bianca?” Violetta asked, already bracing herself.

SAVANNAH Riley squealed in my ear when the call ended. “Sexy voice,” she remarked. “He oozes sexiness everywhere.” I couldn’t believe the man would personally meet me. He could’ve sent anyone. Rafael. His name was Rafael. I wondered what his family name was. I wanted to stalk him on social media. “Do you girls know what time it is?” Wesley complained. “Can we go home now?” Riley’s mouth twitched. “You’re just jealous. Nancy broke up with you.”

as she shook her head. “She wasn’t ready to give herself to me. I fucked up. I cheated on her with her cousin, Amanda. It took me a long time to realize that I love her. But she gave herself to you—her ‘jewel,’ as she likes to call her stupid virginity. She used you, slept with you, hoping that by doing so, she would make me realize how much I love her. You mean nothing to your perfect little Lexie but a stupid ticket to her stupid little show, Uncle Ram. She’s just a virgin bitch who—” “Rafael, please, stop this! This is absurd! It wasn’t enough for you to ruin my life once? You just had to do it again the second time around?”

Disgust hardened his expression. “Her?” His lips curled into a cruel smirk. “The Moon Goddess must be joking.” The crowd stilled, tension rippling like a storm. He hadn’t whispered it, he wanted them to hear. He wanted me to hear. “You?” Rafael stepped closer, his voice sharp as a blade. “You’re supposed to be my mate? Look at you. Pathetic. Ugly. Not even worthy to stand in my shadow.” His eyes slid past me to Juliana, glowing and beautiful. He laughed softly.

"You saw him?" "Honey, every woman in that gallery saw him. The man was gorgeous in that dangerous, untouchable way that makes smart women do stupid things." Zoe leaned forward. "So who was he to you?" I stared into my wine glass, debating how much to reveal. But the alcohol was already loosening my tongue, and Zoe had been nothing but supportive since the moment I showed up on her doorstep. "That was Rafael." "Rafael?" Zoe's eyebrows shot up. "As in Rafael Velmera? The Rafael Velmera?"