Romans & histoires Argus Dan Rafaela

I cocked a brow to both of them, “excuse me, but who are you growling at?” Rafael laughed and they both stopped growling, looked at him and smiled, “Hi,” he said with enthusiasm, “Rafael is my name and you two are?” I turned and looked at him like he popped out 20 heads, he turned to me and smiled, “I’m an angel, wildflower, they can’t growl at me once they hear me laugh, it fills them with too much joy to stay angry,” he narrowed his eyes, “you didn’t know that huh.”

Rachel asked and I had to laugh at her expression. "My magical globe. I control the water. ..and also practice witchcraft. It was a talent from my Nana. That was how I got here. I can open portals that can lead u anywhere" She announced "Aren't you just lucky?" Rachel mumbled again. "So now you are here, you found Rosella, what next?" That was the exact thing on my mind. "Well I have to take her home. That's why I'm here in the first place. To bring her back to her Homeland"

He looks at me with those cold, unemotional eyes, but there’s a warm smile on his lips that would fool God Himself. My stomach flips over and my blood turns to ice. All I want is for the calm indifference to return. It’s better than the dead, nothingness. “Raffie!” Angie exclaims and runs over to her brother. “I thought you had to work.” Rafael trains his eyes on me. “I moved some things around.” He turns his gaze to Angelica. “This was important to Madeleine.” For a moment, a little jolt of excitement gallops through me. But is it my imagination, or did I hear the slightest hint of sarcasm in his voice?

“I…” She started and paused. “Don’t even think of lying to us. If you know as much as I think you know about us, then you know we’ll smell the lie on you like we can smell your fear.” I warned her. “I am one of the last living descendants of the Sage wolves.” She said and my eyes widened in surprise. Even Gavrael was shocked. Then his shock became rage. He hated Sage wolves with every fibre of his being. “That’s not possible. Sage wolves have been extinct for a long time.” He said.

Could I trust Raffaele at all? .

Chapter 35 Rafael did not sleep. Not because he couldn’t. Because his mind refused to settle. ⸻ The study lights remained dim, the sealed file still open on his screen, its header unchanged, its implications heavier with every minute that passed. ARAGON ASSASSINATION — SEALED CROSS-REFERENCE: CRUZ FAMILY INCIDENT Two names. Two pasts. One archive. And now— One woman living inside his penthouse. ⸻ He leaned back slowly in his chair, eyes fixed on the screen but not truly seeing it anymore.

The King of the Hereafter asked them all to express their opinion on what punishment would be appropriate for Ardina and how well the punishment would be carried out. Rafael believes that Ardina's punishment is like the punishment of other criminals. But Rail does not agree, according to Rail the girl did it unconsciously and she was controlled by a power that she did not know and could not control. So, in Rail's opinion, Rafael's opinion is too much to punish a girl who unknowingly commits a mess to the level of a high-class criminal.

I attended all my lectures before making my way to the cafeteria to have some much-needed coffee that needed to get into my system after a hectic day. I bought a coffee and as I was about to make my way towards an empty table I saw Maverick coming towards me. I knew I couldn't talk to him any longer and I turned around ready to rush out of the cafeteria when instead I bumped into a guy spilling all my coffee on his white shirt and branded white shoes. "What the fuck?" Way to go, Arabella.

Rafael’s chest tightened. “And you,” he continued, turning to Aris. “Aris Nikolaidis. I am Rafael.” “I know,” Aris replied. Sofia tilted her head, openly fascinated now. “This is all terribly dramatic,” she said lightly. “I feel underdressed for the occasion.” Rafael glanced at her, momentarily thrown. “And you are?” “Sofia,” she replied brightly. “His sister.” Rafael nodded. “Of course,” he said. “You look stunning.”