Rafael Solano Jane The Virgin Novels & Stories

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?”

Her eyes scanned the document—and then stopped, frozen. **It was a birth certificate.** The name: *Sophia Elise Romano.* Mother: *Eva Romano.* Father: *CONFIDENTIAL.** Another file. Blood analysis. A 99.9% match. Her throat went dry. **Rafael Santiago.** “What the hell…” she whispered, heart slamming in her chest. A shadow passed behind her. She turned—and Rafael was standing there, half-dressed, eyes dark as obsidian. “I was going to tell you,” he said quietly.

"Why are you looking at me like that? What you are confused about? You are trying to figure out which twin I am?" "No, why will I try to do that, I know my wife, okay? And you are not her and will never be her, just letting you know that," "Rafael, you must be blind them, because legally, I am your wife, you married an Natalie Evans, not an Nicole Evans," "That's what you think? Well think again because my marriage certificate says otherwise, I am married to Mrs. Nicole Salvador," "What did you do?" "What do you think I did?"

His words on her vulva, then he licked, her body reacting quickly, she was already wet, “Let me take it” “Rafael” she breathed, slowly watching as he pulled up to her, his finger making its way into her vagina. He gave a sly smirk before he penetrated her sensitive part with his fingers. She let out a moan. “Don't...” “Shh!” he shushed her, “You love me, don't you?” his breathe under her skin. “Let me show you the world you're keeping away, one like no other. Let me show what it's like to not be a virgin”

“Only me.” The priest glanced at me now. “Ryan… do you take Rafael Santiago…” “No,” I spat. “No?” Rafael echoed, eyebrows rising. “That’s disappointing.” He looked at the timer. “Two minutes.” He waved the detonator lazily in the air, tapping it with his thumb. “Tick-tock.” “Please,” I gasped. “You’ll kill him.” He nodded. “Yes. I will. Unless you marry me.” I stared at the tablet. At Ricardo’s still body. At the timer counting down at the bottom of the screen.

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

And just when I let myself settle into the glow of satisfaction, I hear footsteps on the stairs. A shadow glides into the room. Rafael. Still in pajama pants and a black T-shirt, hair tousled like he’s slept through a war. He pauses at the bottom of the staircase, eyes fixed on us, and then his brow furrows. “What the hell is going on?” Meg sits straighter, wine glass halfway to her lips. I glance at her, silently asking if she’s going to lie. She doesn’t. “Juan’s dead,” she says flatly. Rafael stares. “What?”

I asked casually as I tossed my purse on the coffee table. “No. Anything would do,” she replied, shrugging her shoulders in nonchalance. She looks really sad. But I didn’t bother to ask her. She’ll tell me when she’s ready. I believed her sadness has something to do with my brother. He left for Spain yesterday. After dinner, both of us showered and now, ensconced on the couch. Watching our favorite show, Jane the virgin. Cute funny love story, about a girl name Jane Villanueva. Engaged to a detective who supported her to be a virgin until marriage. However, during a routine clinic visit, a specimen intended for another patient accidentally inseminated her. And the donor was her boss.

Did they target Amelia’s parents then? Even Rafael’s misdeeds made him frown. Why did he marry Genelia, who was so much younger than him? Rafael could be a criminal, but he wasn’t promiscuous. All his life, he only had a drunken one-night stand once with a woman called Evita, who became pregnant with his son. Although he didn’t love Evita, he bore the responsibilities of his son. Then why did he marry Genelia? Megan parked the car in the hospital parking area and they went inside. She led him straight to the Critical Care Unit of the Cardiology department, where Ryan was admitted.

Rafael said. “Except Alpha Ramirez and his wife,” I said as I turned away and listened to the zip enclosing her body. “Sam’s going to be upset,” Rafael said. “Has she imprinted yet?” I asked him. “I’ll call Sam to the office, she’ll know,” he said and I nodded. “Jericho, what happened that made you mention Ramirez’s name?” Kai asked me. “His wife slapped Jane, because she dared to look her in the eye,” I said.