Argus Dan Rafaela 소설 & 이야기

They reached the outer wall to chaos. Crimson Fang banners burned red against the dark as warriors poured from the treeline, blades gleaming, eyes feral. At their center— Rafael. His gaze locked onto Aurelia instantly. The world narrowed. “So,” he called, voice carrying easily. “The reborn princess finally steps onto a battlefield.” Aurelia stepped forward, silver light rippling faintly beneath her skin. “You should have stayed dead,” Rafael said. She smiled coldly. “You should have finished the job.”

Aside from Poppy, there is another woman he does not want to argue with. “I apologized to him,” Robin said softly. “Tsk! You didn't actually apologize to me! Do you know how it feels to jump off that high cliff?!” Rafael recalls that adrenaline-pumping experience. Even though he had previously performed a similar simulation several times, he still had a difficult day after fighting the powerful waves. Fortunately, his colleagues immediately assisted him, as planned. He purposefully made Robin shoot him, despite his doubts that his brother would harm him. Dante was caught off guard when he learned of his death. Because Rafael is confident that Dante is already aware of his secret job. Everyth

Monitors blinked with neural data. Sophia’s stomach turned. “Jesus Christ,” she whispered into her comm. “On my count,” Rafael replied. “Three… two…” Sophia dropped first, landing like a phantom behind Elara. By the time the woman turned, Rafael had already disarmed two guards and shoved her against the wall. “Hello, Doctor,” he said darkly. “Miss me?” Elara didn’t scream. She just smirked. “Rafael Castellano. I thought I buried you with the others.”

Veronica asked to break off the lengthy silence, and mainly to distract herself from making up more terrifying scenarios in her head. "Getting treatment." Rafa kept staring blankly at the floor with his quite bulging arms loosely crossed below his chest. His dark button-down shirt and hiked up sleeves weren't doing much to conceal his impressive physique. "Do you know anyone named Alodia?" Alodia? She frowned at his question. "No. Why?" Without answering her, Rafa took out his phone and scrolled through some images. She inched closer to him, actually growing curious. "Who's Alodia?" she muttered.

At first glance, Rafael inherited Ares Wagner's strong and stern appearance, but seen up close, he had a sweet smile and the gentle look of Catalina. "I'm grateful and thankful to Mr. and Mrs. Alejandro for bringing a beautiful angel into my son's life. She may look like an angel, but I admire her not only for her beauty. From the beginning, I knew that Rafael admired her more than anything else." Catalina's eyes gleamed mischievously while Cheryl felt Rafael's body tense. When she turned her head, she saw Rafael silently pleading with his mother.

“Your father would have been too…” “His excellency, Alpha Aguilar Ivanov.” Marcel, one of the servants called. I nodded at him and he smiled before taking a step back, knowing to head back to the harem. Someone had to help Elena with the girls, especially since they were new within the pack and harem.

Rafa didn't look up from his own paperwork. “Ethan Hale is a perfectly fine name.” “For a middle-aged worker,” I muttered. “I look like someone who steals USB drives, not hearts.” “You do steal hearts, literally,” he said flatly. “And also increase blood pressure.” I flicked the ID at him. “Okay, Mr. Rafael De Luca.” He held up his own card. “My name is Miguel Rivera now.” I blinked, then laughed. “You do not look like a Miguel.” Rafa glared at me. “What's that supposed to mean?”

"Do you think you would've recognized him if you saw him?" Ara shook her head. "I'm unsure. Why am I here? This is clearly a psychiatric intensive-care unit. Am I mad? Have I hurt anyone?" Karee finally met her eye. "For your own good I think it's best I speak with your family first. Can you help me contact them?" "Sure," Ara replied. "BRAN, she's not well," Karee Deusdado said to Bran Quejado, her former university classmate in college who is a detective now. He's the top agent of the team deployed to raid the Hildred's human trafficking.

“Be careful. Be extremely careful. Parties like that–too many strangers, too many unknowns. Too many things could go wrong. You met your guard down for one second, it could be the last.” Rafaela's expression tightened though he tried to mask it with a polite nod. “I understand, Luca. I’ll be cautious… extremely cautious.” But Luca didn’t look convinced. His instincts were sharpened by years of betrayal and bloodshed and something about Rafael’s eagerness stirred unease in him.