After a romantic dinner, Rafael and Eva retired to their villa, their hands entwined as they strolled through the moonlit gardens. The air was filled with the sweet scent of blooming flowers, and the sound of soft music drifted from the villa's living room.Rafael suddenly pulled Eva close, his lips crashing down on hers in a passionate kiss. Eva's heart raced as Rafael's hands explored her body, his touch sending shivers down her spine.They moved to the living room, their intimacy growing stronger with every passing moment. Rafael's eyes burned with desire as he gazed at Eva, his voice husky with emotion."I love you, Eva," he whispered, his lips tracing the curve of her neck. "You're my everything."Eva's heart melted at his words, her love for Rafael overflowing like a river. "I love you too, Rafael," she replied, her voice barely audible.As they surrendered to their passion, the world outside melted away, leaving only the two of them, lost in their love.As they sank deeper into
As Eva stood on the balcony of her stunning beach house, the warm sun caressed her skin, and the sound of the waves crashing against the shore transported her back to a flood of memories. This enchanting place held a special significance for her and Rafael, as it was where they had shared their first vacation together. She vividly remembered the way Rafael had gazed at her, his eyes burning with desire, as they strolled hand in hand along the beach. The way he had touched her, his hands gentle yet firm, as they made love for the first time, still lingered in her mind. Eva's heart fluttered as she recalled that moment—the moment when she had fallen deeply in love with Rafael. She had known that he was a dangerous man, a Mafia king, but she had never cared. She had been drawn to him like a moth to a flame, helpless to resist his charms.As she gazed out at the ocean, Eva felt a wave of nostalgia wash over her. She had never forgotten that moment, that feeling of being completely swept up
The night of the grand party arrived, and Eva's nerves were on edge. She had never been one for the spotlight, and the thought of facing all those reporters and cameras made her stomach twist with anxiety. But Rafael was by her side, his hand clasped tightly around hers, and he seemed to sense her unease."Don't worry, my love," he whispered in her ear. "You are the queen of my heart, and I will be right there beside you every step of the way."As they entered the grand ballroom, a sea of faces turned towards them, all eager to catch a glimpse of the mysterious woman who had captured Rafael's heart. Eva's eyes scanned the room, taking in the sheer scale of the party. There were reporters from all over the world, camera crews, and even a few celebrities.Rafael led her to the front of the room, where a podium was set up. He took a deep breath, and his voice boomed out across the room."Ladies and gentlemen," he began. "Family, friends, and honored guests. I stand before you tonight to
After their hot session, Bella was still thinking about what had happened tonight, so she couldn't sleep while Rafael was already asleep on the bed.She saw Alexander, and his memories were still vivid in her mind. She naively trusted me, but he deceived her and played with her emotions.She couldn't shake off the feeling of betrayal and hurt that lingered in her heart. Bella tossed and turned, trying to make sense of it all. She couldn't believe that someone she had cared for so deeply could have been capable of such cruelty. How could she have been so blind to his true intentions? The weight of it all felt suffocating.She got out of bed and moved toward the balcony, gazing up at the overcast sky. She remembered that Alexander had saved her when her life had been in a similar situation with heavy clouds. But that was all part of his plan.Bella's eyes gazed out at the overcast sky, her mind consumed by the turmoil of her past. She couldn't believe that Alexander, the person she had
"Don't forget I am Rafael King’s wife, and you should know your place; you better stay away from me if you don't want to end up like your brother."As soon as she pushed him and turned and walked inside the mansion, she saw Rafael standing there."Rafael!""Go and sit inside the car; I'll be there in a minute; we are leaving," he said firmly."But"He stared at her,"Okay," she nodded and left.He walks toward Alexander, and Rafael is not in a good mood.Rafael's eyes blazed with anger as he approached Alexander, his fists clenched at his sides. "You're a dead man walking, Alexander," Rafael growled, his voice low and menacing.Alexander scoffed, "You'll never be able to touch me, Rafael. You'll hurt Eva; trust me, she wants me."Rafael's eyes narrowed. "You're even more stupid than I thought. My wife wants me, not some cheater. How dare you touch her?"Alexander's smile was taunting. "Oh, I've done more than touch her, Rafael. I've had her. And she loved every minute of it."Rafael's
"Did you ever sleep with Alexander?" he asked, looking into her eyes.Rafael's question made her stunned. Eva's eyes widened in shock, her mind reeling from the sudden question. She felt like she had been punched in the gut, her breath knocked out of her."Wh-what?" she stuttered, trying to process the question.Rafael's gaze bore into hers, his eyes searching for the truth. "Did. You. Ever. Sleep. With. Alexander?" he repeated, his voice low and menacing.Eva's face felt like it was on fire, her cheeks burning with shame and embarrassment. She tried to look away, but Rafael's grip on her chin held her in place."No," she whispered, her voice barely audible.Rafael's eyes narrowed, his gaze piercing. "Don't lie to me, Eva," he growled. "I need to know the truth."Eva's heart was racing, her mind racing with thoughts of Alexander and their past. She knew she had to tell Rafael the truth, but she was scared of his reaction."I...I kissed him," she admitted, her voice trembling. "But tha
Rafael was truly obsessed with her. After that, he picked her up in his arm and walked inside the bathroom, standing under the shower and making love once more.Rafael's eyes locked onto Eva's, his gaze burning with intensity. He moved closer, his lips brushing against hers in a gentle yet possessive kiss. "You are mine," he whispered, his voice filled with emotion. "Mine to cherish, mine to love, mine to protect."The warm water of the shower cascaded down around them, enveloping them in a cozy embrace. Rafael's hands roamed Eva's body, his touch tender and loving.He claimed her lips with a tender, yet passionate kiss, whispering, "You are mine, my everything. My heart beats for you alone." In that moment, Eva knew she was home. She felt the weight of Rafael's devotion, the unshakeable foundation of his love. Tears pricked at the corners of her eyes as she realized she was cherished, truly, and deeply loved.Rafael's voice was a gentle whisper, a soothing melody that calmed her very
“I want you to respect me, Eleanor.” Her voice firmed.Eleanor's eyes flashed with anger, her face pale with rage. "How dare you address me by my first name?" she spat, her voice trembling with indignation. "You will address me as Mrs. King. Never Eleanor."Eva stood her ground, her eyes locked onto Eleanor's. "I'm sorry, Eleanor," she said, deliberately using the first name again. "But I'm not going to pretend to be something I'm not. I'm Rafael's wife, and I'll address you as I see fit."Eleanor's hands clenched into fists, her nails digging into her palms. "You will show some respect," she hissed. "I am your elder, and I am Rafael's mother. You will not disrespect me like this."Eva smiled a calm, calculated smile. "To get respect, you have to give respect first and you are calling me an outsider; I rule your son's heart; I am his queen, and you are talking about bloodline, the same bloodline that was once his wife, who killed her own father; what kind of blood of your family?" She