Rafe Cameron Movies Novels & Stories

The promise is completely dead with the owner of the promise. Rafe arrived in front of Cooper's study. He kicked the door so hard it swung open to reveal Cooper sitting on his throne with five heavily armed men pointing guns at him. Rafe gave the men a quick glance, then he stepped inside without the slightest fear of the bluff Cooper was making to frighten him. “You suddenly came to my house and broke the door of my study. What happened to you, Rafe?” "No need to pretend to be an idiot. I know you did the attack. You sent your men to kill me in Las Vegas."

Then Leo was out of the vehicle before it stopped and I stayed where I was and let the moment happen without me. Through the glass, her mother turned. The distance between them closed. And in the doorway, Wren watched her family come back together with an expression that was trying very hard to stay composed and not quite managing. Rafe appeared at the building entrance with Caston secured behind him. He stopped when he saw his father. Forty meters away, through glass, I watched Rafe Reyes completely forget about the detained Elder and everything else. I looked away. Gave them the room. My comms buzzed. Single message from an outside number I didn't recognize.

"Hmmm, who could it be?" "You know this trash isn't going to pick itself up…” Zeo said, deflecting. Suddenly, Camlo gasped again, and this time it took Zeo by surprise. Her hand went to her chest. “Oh my God, you have got to stop doing that.” “RAFAEL LAMINGTON?!” Camlo’s eyes were literally bugging out. She was afraid to deny it because Camlo knew her so well she'd be able to tell she was lying in a heartbeat.

he said, “we keep.” Bootsteps approached, brisk. Rafe skidded around the corner with the grin he wore when chaos obeyed him. “Showtime. The cousin’s parade is already tripping over its shoelaces. Also, the dog is following me and if he becomes my dog I’m naming him Bacon.” “Approved,” the Don said. Rafe’s gaze flitted between them, softened by something like pride. “Look at you two. Terrifying. Beautiful. In focus.” He tapped his earpiece. “All right, saints and sinners. Places. We turn the city.”

Rafael: Rafael's hands pressed against the floor-to-ceiling window, his breath fogging the glass as he watched the Toyota Camry twenty floors below. Even from this distance, he could see her shoulders shaking. "Shit," he muttered, his jaw clenching. The sight of Fiona breaking down in that pathetic car made something twist in his chest. Something he refused to acknowledge. She was hunched over the steering wheel like the weight of the world had finally crushed her, and he was the one who had delivered the final blow.

He blinks, eyes narrowing at me, then back to Rafe. “Why the hell are you touching me?” Rafe pulls back, visibly swallowing something down. “Sorry. I just . . . it’s good to see you up. Alive.” Well I suppose everyone’s allowed to miss their best friends who now can’t even remember them. I force a laugh. It sounds like a dying frog.“Rafe’s dramatic. He works ER with me sometimes. Saw you comatose for months. Guess he got . . . attached.” Beta Rafe eyes me. It’s as though he wants to strangle me and hug me at the same time. I kick him under the table before we even sit down. He barely flinches.

The blood was still warm. “He left not long ago.” Right then, Rafa’s phone buzzed. He answered quickly and listened for a few seconds, then his entire expression shifted. “What?” I asked. “The cameras,” he said. “They caught him leaving.” “And?” “He wasn't running,” Rafa swallowed, his voice hoarse with rage. “He strolled out of the building like he owned the place, right through the blind spots he shouldn't have known existed.” Of course, he knew. He was planted here.

Rafe knew she was teasing him now. "Just wait for me, Chelsea. I will return back home and will pull you in my lap and spank this little bubble ass of yours and that sweet pussy between your legs and you will be so wet and begging for me to fuck you and then I will fuck you so hard that you will faint". Rafe said and he knew her breath hitching at his promises. He saw bubbles appear on the screen, disappeared and then appeared again until he got the message from her. "I will be waiting for you on the door with that little white dress you like and no panties on. Goodbye". If Rafe was fire, Chelsea was explosive that burnt his soul and if he had any erection left to leave his cok painfully ach

"Nahh, that didn't last, five years running, we hit a massive loss and we had to shut down the business but I already had something starting up with Diego and Rafe" "Rafe? Who is Rafe?" I asked, my brows deepening. "Rafe is Nathan's uncle, don't ask me to explain but their family is fucked up big time" Damon replied. "But why haven't I met him?" "Why do you want to meet him?" "I think it's only right, I mean Mom and I know Diego and Nathan but this Rafe is also important in your life and we have never met him, plus I must thank him" I explained.

My sobs subsided gradually. "What the fuck is going on here?!" The loud boom of Rafe's thick voice made I and Connor jump in shock, hastily breaking apart. We turned to the door which was wide open. Rafe stood there, a thunderous look in his face. He looked like he was ready to kill. But his gaze was not directed at me, It was directed at Conner who stared back at him, unwavering. Oh God. *****