Rich Af Book Review Novels & Stories

Ralph looked at her with a confused look, breathing hard. "We can't do this, please. I'm going to be engaged in two months. My parents will come home anytime now, " she pointed out. Ralph looked at her with a lost expression on his face. Then he just pointed at the handbag that he had dumped on the sofa. "You forgot that in my car, " he said, and then without a backward glance at her, he just opened the door and walked outside, banging the door shut after him. Raven stood like a statue. Today she had betrayed Frank. Should she break off with him? His parents trusted her so much and she went ahead and kissed Ralph. How could she lose control every time he was around? She thought about what hi

I growled back and slipped out of the car. But Rafael wouldn't stop there. He got out as well. Slammed the door shut the moment I touched mine. His eyes drilled holes into the side of my face. Attentive bastards that missed nothing. That's why he handled the majority of our books. Nothing escaped his eyes. Alejandro was the same, only he didn't care much for a salary, thus he let certain things slide in the books.

She sighed and fixed it. Lately, the bookstore was getting crowdier than usual and there is only one reason. It is because of Alkhun and Amari. The news has spread the genius Alkhun Berhalkswan who defeated a B-Rank mage at the age of 12 was always in the Rafa bookshop. She didn't know if it was a blessing or what. Since the visitors only came to see with their own eyes. Not buy books. "Thank you for coming." Sophia bowed staring at the customers leaving.

His attention was fully absorbed by a newspaper, its text written in a language that was beyond my understanding. "Japanese?" The word escaped my lips in a hushed murmur. At that moment, I was reminded of Rafe's wealthy background. His access to limitless resources for acquiring knowledge - a trait he shared with Faghri, who seemed to have an understanding of virtually everything. My curiosity piqued, I approached Rafe. "What are you reading?" I inquired, eager to gain some insight into his current preoccupation. Rafe put down the newspaper and fixed his gaze on me. A quiet intensity in his eyes.

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“Oh! Thank you very much. I’ll give it a read then . I guess I’ll learn a lot about my dead husband from here than I could while I was actually with him.” After that the publisher left. And Ms.Rafa took that book and sat on a rocking chair to read it. She said to herself, “Guess a legendary journey of a devil is about to be revealed by my hands. Should I be happy about that, I don’t know anymore…” Inside that Book…………….

“You’ll like this one, darlin’. Girl finds her home when she least expects it.” Amara brushed the cover with her fingertips, feeling the world shift inside her chest. For the first time in weeks, she read without looking over her shoulder. For the first time in months, she breathed without fear clawing at her throat. She was still broken. Still lost. But maybe… just maybe… she wasn’t beyond saving. Rafael’s POV He saw her from the library window. Sitting there under the oak tree, bathed in sunlight, a book in her lap, her hair loose around her shoulders.

Dear readers, Thank you for reading my book and give it a chance. Please don't judge this book from now, we are still in the very beginning. I know and I understand that some of you maybe hated Rafael, and became disturbed by his selfishness, but consider that he is a sick man. He is sadist, and this how sadistic people act. He is not a sadist because he wanted to, he has an internal conflict made him so. My male lead is not perfect. He has his flaws. He is a human being and has his own mistakes to learn of.

I clarified. "Wait—what are you trying to say?" I didn't know how to put it in a way that does not offend her, hence I just stayed quiet about it and just described to her what the specific contents of the book may entail. Thankfully, she obliged without a word. After relentless scouring and searching, we eventually stumbled upon one that met my criteria. It was a journal—a journal authored by a former warrior of the Great Rift. "Are you sure this is what you're looking for? Not a textbook?"

She pulled one off the shelf, its cover embossed with a faded emblem that looked strangely familiar. As she flipped through the pages, a name caught her eye—a name she hadn’t thought about in years. Her heart raced as a memory surfaced, blurry and fragmented but undeniably real. Before she could process it, the sound of footsteps behind her made her jump. She turned to see Rafe standing in the doorway, his expression as unreadable as ever. “Find something interesting?” he asked, his voice neutral. She clutched the book to her chest, her mind racing. “Just… looking,” she said cautiously.