Raphael De La Ghetto Novels & Stories

Raphael said. "Kept in the dark? The only person who has been hiding secret here is you." Aliyah said getting irritated already by Raphael's statement. She pulled out the several photos that Pearl had handed over to her. "How about you explain to me that you planned on adding me to the list of your horrific human trafficking list? I finally see why Norrignton Raphael is feared in the whole of New York; it's because you are a human trafficker." Aliyah felt her cheek imprinted with a slap from Raphael and this came as a shock.

***** "I'm not that close to Greta, how can I make small talk and ask her to invite me and my fiance to her place for the night. That would be so weird...." Rachel mumbled as she and Noah sat side by side In the car, preparing for a birthday party of one the famous socialites in New York City. Greta Specter was silent for a moment. Then he said, "Tell Greta that your fiance is interested in her Dad's paintings, they have their art gallery so you can come up with stories to get Greta to invite us to visit," Noah said with a passion that made Rachel suspicious. "You weren't there to steal paintings or something, were?" Rachel inquired, squinted her eyes. Noah snorted, "Trust me, I have absolut

Raphael saw that his approach wasn't going to get him anywhere so he changed his tactics. " Okay well your majesty, I have a proposition --" Raphael was cut off before he could finish. " Ahahaha ...... you don't get to propose anything in my courts anymore. You lost that chance and I'd like you to leave". The four hoarse men appeared just then, ready to escort the young king out. Raphael's heart fell for a second before anger became his main emotion. But he couldn't blow up at hades again because if his holding his mate's soul he was sure to torture her for eternity. He had to think of something though refusing to leave wasn't an option. He gave the king of the underworld a single nod and tu

Luca sat across from me, silent like always, cleaning the barrel of his hk-416 with the devotion of a priest blessing a cross. Raphael tapped away on a burner phone like he was texting a lover. In a way, I guess he was, except her name was Code, and she always said yes. “Security feed?” I asked. Raphael didn’t look up, “Dead, we're ghost.” I smiled, “Let’s haunt.”

Raphael As I walked into the luxurious café, I couldn't help but feel a sense of discomfort wash over me. "Hello, welcome to cafe Haven! Do you have a reservation?" The hostess asked me as I approached her. "Yes, Raphael Lahsen, Thank you." She looked over a list of names on a tablet. Once she found what she was looking for, she smiled politely. "Right this way, Mr. Lahsen." With a menu in hand, she guided me to a table off to the side. A large window sat beside it with a beautiful view of a garden with a tiny pond.

Raphael said as he checked his Rolex watch. Raphael’s mansion was the first place we fucked, he was having a party to celebrate the opening of his art gallery, his guest which included my father were downstairs sipping expensive wines and champagne as Raphael’s girlfriend at the time showed them around, we were upstairs doing our thing, I was surprised nobody heard all the noise I was making. It was the first time that I had been fucked good, my then boyfriend Hunter was a slob in that area, he couldn’t compare to my Raphael, I had to dump him.

I wasn’t expecting them to be so direct about him. “He is great” - I let out “I’ve heard he is a beast” - Camila says and Petra nods in agreement. “Do you know anyone that he’s been with?” - I ask while I look at my nails trying not to look too interested but I am dying to know. “Hell yes” - they both say and I look up at them chewing the inside of my lip so they don’t see how anxious I am getting. “Raphael is a player” - Camila says

Just as Margaret was about to return to her car with her hands trembling, she heard a male voice call her from behind. "Maggi." She slowly turned back and moved her hair, which had covered her face, backward with the tip of her index finger. "Raphael?" Her voice came out more like a question than an acknowledgment. "Long time, no see." He said as he approached her. Raphael is one of Daniel's worst enemies in the neighborhood and also the gang leader of an opposing group. There was no way Margaret would not recognize him when the scar he got from fighting the cops some years back was still clear on his forehead.

“He was at one of my clubs, drunk might I add, before saw me. He claimed that ‘Ezra D’Caprio’, in his eyes, ME, ruined everything for him alongside his wife. He started public shooting, and almost killed three girls at the club. Thankfully, the cops weren’t around the scene when we got out, and people were yet to arrive in full numbers. But I had to close down for a while. Now, I came here because if men are going to end up coming to Moscow to ruin my business, then I am going to have to deal with you.” “You’re part of the mafia, aren’t you?” “Isolated or not, it runs in our blood. I am Pakhan, or in other words, Boss bossov.” Boss of Bosses. “Or what you call a Capo dei Capi.” “Separated or

asks Falvio to Maurizio. Maurizio looks at Falvio once and then at Raphael and asks "Why do you think this place is good for a gallary?" "his place has a lot of history. This is where Raffaele would spend a lot of time alone. He would train kids to obey him. Some became obedient and some lost their lives. This place is the standing proof of Raffaele true identity. What he really was. He didn't hold back himself in this place. Anyone who was with him in this place, truly saw him for what he was" says Raphael.