Raphael X Mona Lisa Novels & Stories

I sat down on the couch, looked up, and found Raphael sitting across from me. Essel and Valeria were upstairs, and Krish was reading a book. It was just me and him in the living room. I felt inexplicably awkward. I glanced at him slightly, thought about it, and stood up. I looked around the room and suddenly saw a painting. I smiled and said, "Mr. Lancaster, I can't believe you have this painting." Raphael nodded his head, slightly surprised. I walked over, looked up, and admired the Claude Monet painting on the wall.

she asked as he lifted her back to the counter and spread her legs. “I am obliged to please you, my queen.” The Musee du Louvre was a dream come true for Sandra as she and Creighton strolled along the many halls looking at the paintings, statues and exhibits of one of the largest museums of the world. Sandra nearly exploded with joy when they saw Leonardo di Vinci’s Mona Lisa. It was something that very few people in Kansas had ever seen, outside of magazines or the internet. To look upon this magnificent work of art was amazing, and Sandra nearly cried with overwhelming emotion.

If it was any other day,he could be in his kingdom or roaming the world tricking people to commiting sins. "The day is still young." she answered. Sophia moved to the table and grabbed a bottle of wine and poured it to a glass. Then she sashayed back to him swaying her hips from right to left. Raphael appreciated the piece of art Infront of him. She was created with the utmost patience. She had the right proportions at the right places. A small oval face , brown hazel eyes,plumb pink lips, sharp nose bridge,her eyelashes thick and her black long hair complimented her beautiful face .

Lily stated "You want to hang a fake painting on a Casino owned by DiCaprio Mafia Empire?" Leonardo asked glancing at Lily "It's.... it's not really a fake painting, I just recreated the original Michael Angelo's painting" Lily uttered "And why do you need to recreate someone's painting?" Leonardo asked "But Michael Angelo isn't just anyone, he's a legendary artist" Lily defended "I don't care who he is, if it's not an original painting, then I don't want it in my Casino" Leonardo stated and Lily sighed

They drew for a few hours before Dolly came to remind them to take a short break and pass the snacks and fruit juice. “Ha….ha…ha…” Raphael laughed heartily as he saw design on Emile’s sheet. It wasn’t the design of any of the concepts Raphael had discussed at the beginning of the session. It was a lifelike portrait of Chris, not a single line out of place.

“I know what I’m saying. Look for anything out of place, any hidden thing in an odd position, any portrait on a wall or something.” “Come on,” Rhea sighed. “We are not in the 19th century for God’s sake. My father won’t hide anything behind a portrait. And he doesn’t even like portraits. He says they remind him of the many people he has killed…all the faces look alike or whatever shit he used to say to me then.” As she was still talking, Xavier found a MonaLisa portrait on the far end wall. It looked pretty much like the original and if not that Xavier had actually seen the real picture in a museum in France when he was much younger, he would have said it was the picture.

Raphael picked up his gloves and unhurriedly wore them over his cute hands while Celine silk sat down on his lap even though she was shy as hell. “It's so beautiful…I almost didn't think you could paint such a masterpiece..” Celine stared at the Beautiful painting of the blue orchid also known as the ghost flower… His paintings were so realistic and explainable.. “One of the talents I picked up over the years..” Raphael Smirked proudly and began painting with just one hand and Celine felt like she was distracting so she quickly got off him and luckily he didn't try to stop her as his attention was suddenly on the canvas in front of him..

I complimented, staring at it with a smile. “Ah. Mona Lisa by Leonardo Da Vinci. This is a portrait of Lisa Gherardini, the wife of a wealthy merchant. It's an enigmatic painting which is widely considered the most famous artwork in the world. Just take a look at the subtle, knowing smile and intricate details. "It's really fascinating sometimes,” Adrien said dreamily. I didn't expect him to be an art person, but it was nice too. He didn't have to be a businessman who only cared about business. There had to be hobbies as well.

Jaden glared at Mona Lisa feeling a little bit angry and disappointed that she refused to give him to his request. Mona Lisa focused on the movie ignoring Jayden's request. Jayden reached out Mona Lisa’s hand and grasped her hand trying to squeeze her hand while Mona Lisa tried to break off from his grip, both holding an intense eye contact.

Lila murmured, moving closer, “you still remember.” Maya turned away, trying to focus on the canvas. “You can’t just walk in here and—” “Why not?” Lila interrupted softly. “You painted me.” Maya froze again. Lila’s eyes flicked to the canvas. At first glance, it was an abstract swirl of dark colors—a storm of blues and reds, shadows and light—but at its heart, the faint outline of two figures merged together in motion. One dark, one bright. It wasn’t explicit, but it was unmistakable.