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
Eva finds herself at a loss for words as a lavish supper is planned and everyone is seated; nonetheless, Rafael is comforting her by holding her hand beneath the table. Her life was ordinary until a few months ago, and now she's dining with some of the top mob bosses in the world. She glanced to Rafael, who returned the stare with a smile.As the waiters poured wine and served the first course, Eva's mind raced with thoughts of her unexpected journey. From a simple life to a world of luxury and danger, she had become a part of something much bigger than herself.Rafael's hand, warm and reassuring, tightened around hers, as if sensing her unease. She felt a surge of gratitude towards him, her husband, her protector, and her love.Don Esposito, the patriarch of the Esposito family, raised his glass, his voice booming across the table. "To new alliances, cheers!" The room erupted with the sound of clinking glasses.Santiago kept glancing in the direction of the door, as though he was exp
Eva was looking at Esposito’s estate from the balcony; it was a huge place, and there was tight security all around. How can she forget that this is what the life of a mafia is like? She remembers her old days when she was just a normal reporter and used to wait for hours to interview the celebrities and big businessmen, but still she was happy in that life because it was a simple life—no guards, no guns, only peace.Eva's gaze swept across the sprawling estate, the lush gardens, and the imposing walls that seemed to suffocate her. She felt like a bird in a gilded cage, trapped in a life that wasn't hers. The security was suffocating, a constant reminder of the dangers that lurked in the shadows.As she stood there, lost in thought, her mind wandered back to her old life. She remembered the thrill of chasing down a lead, the rush of adrenaline as she waited for hours to get a scoop. She had been a normal reporter with normal problems, not like this...this mafia's wife.She longed for
"Stop the car," she shouted."No," said Rafael."Rafael King, stop the car before I jump out," she held the door handle tightly.Rafael was forced to obey Eva, and he pressed the brake hard. As soon as the door opened, Eva got out of the car."Eva, come back." Rafael shouted, but she was walking on an empty road; she needed time for herself, but Rafael could not leave her like this; she was his wife, and his enemies could do anything at any time.Rafael's feet pounded the pavement as he ran after Eva, his voice echoing through the empty road. "Eva, wait! Come back!"Eva didn't stop; she didn't even flinch. She kept walking, her pace steady and determined.Rafael gained on her, his long strides closing the distance. "Eva, please!" he shouted, his breath coming in ragged gasps. "Don't do this!"Just as he was about to grab her arm, Eva spun around, her eyes flashing with anger. "Leave me alone, Rafael!" she spat,Rafael's face twisted in frustration. Rafael's grip on Eva's hand was like
Eva's eyes flashed with defiance, but she didn't move, unsure of what to do. Rafael's fingers began to work out the knots in her hair, his touch gentle yet possessive.As he worked, his eyes never left hers, his gaze burning with intensity. Eva felt trapped, caught in his web of control, yet a part of her couldn't deny the thrill of his touch.Eva's eyes fluttered closed as Rafael's fingers trailed down her bare back, his touch sending shivers down her spine. His caress was gentle yet electrifying, leaving a trail of goosebumps in its wake.She felt her tension melt away, her muscles relaxing under his touch. His fingers danced across her skin, tracing the curve of her spine and the swell of her hips.Eva's breath caught in her throat as Rafael's hands reached the small of her back, his thumbs pressing into the sensitive flesh. She felt a spark of electricity run through her body, her heart racing with anticipation.Rafael's touch was mesmerizing, hypnotic. Eva felt herself getting lo
Alexander enters his penthouse; as soon as he enters, he feels someone's presence; the door of his room was open, and a little light was coming from there.He goes towards it and sees that Rosalina is staring at one of his paintings hanging near his bed; he knows that the owner of the house has arrived."You can really do beautiful artwork.""How did you get in?""It's not a big deal for me, and anyway we are partners, so you shouldn't mind me coming to your house.""Stop talking nonsense.""Alex, how can you forget our deal? Let it go. Just tell me that painting is that of Eva, isn't it?""What does that have to do with you?"She laughed, "No, it doesn't matter to me. I'm just curious if she was naked in front of you to make nude paintings or if it was just your imagination."Alex clenched his jaw. "Get out of here, and don't interfere in my personal affairs."Rosalina laughed, "I was just joking, Alex; you got offended.""Don't forget, Alex, we can use each other to get what we want;
Eva's mind wandered, her thoughts a jumbled mix of emotions and memories. She thought about how she had met Rafael, the charismatic and mysterious stranger who had swept her off her feet. She remembered the whirlwind romance, the lavish gifts, and the promises of a life together.But now, as she sat in the opulent bedroom, surrounded by the trappings of Rafael's wealth and power, she couldn't help but feel suffocated. The mafia world, with its secrets and lies, its violence and corruption, was not what she had signed up for.As she sat there, lost in thought, her personal maid, Elisa Norman, who was in her 50s, came and asked politely."Ma'am, would you like some tea or coffee? Or perhaps some breakfast? You've been sitting there for a while, lost in thought. Is everything alright?"Eva looked up, startled, and smiled weakly at Elisa. "Oh, Elisa, thank you for checking on me. I'm just...thinking about some things. But yes, a cup of tea would be lovely."Elisa nodded and headed to the
After 5 yearsRafael's eyes snapped open, his mind racing as the memories came flooding back. It had been five years since that fateful night, but the pain still felt like a fresh wound. He could still see Eva's face, pale and lifeless, her eyes closed.He experienced the real fear for the first time; for the first time, he understood the fragility of life. and how it feels when you lose a loved one. He never wanted to experience that feeling again.He looked on the other side of the bed, which was empty. He is surprised to see; soon the bathroom door clicked open and revealed his beautiful wife Eva.Rafael moved towards her and touched her face. Eva smiled."Don't go away from me; I feel like I'm going to lose you again.""Did you have that dream again?"She nodded,"Rafa, it's been 5 years since the accident; everything is fine now." She softly touched Rafael's face; Rafael rested his forehead on hers; both closed their eyes."That experience was the worst phase of my life.""But I'm
Rafael and Alexander stood at the forefront of their army, overlooking the vast estate of Lorenzo's mansion. They had built a formidable army, a coalition of their most trusted soldiers and allies."Tonight, we will bring Eva back," Rafael declared, his voice echoing through the ranks.Alexander nodded, his eyes gleaming with determination. "We will show Lorenzo the true meaning of power."With a nod, he gave the signal, and his army advanced a tidal wave of strength and firepower. They stormed the gate, overwhelming Lorenzo's guards with overwhelming numbers.Rafael and Alexander led the attack, their guns blazing as they ripped through the enemy lines. They fought with precision and skill, their years of experience and training giving them the edge.Lorenzo's men were no match for Rafael's army of kings. They retreated and entered the mansion as Rafael and Alexander's forces drew closer.The two leaders exchanged a sharp glance, then stormed through the front door, their guns at the
Rafael's eyes filled with tears as he looked at Sarah, her body still shaking with sobs. He knew he had to do something, anything, to help her. And then he remembered Blaze's last wish."Blaze wanted me to send you away from all this," Rafael said, his voice barely above a whisper. "He wanted you to be safe, to be far away from this dark world."Sarah looked up at him, her eyes red and puffy from crying. "What do you mean?" she asked, her voice shaking.Rafael took a deep breath. "He wanted me to send you to a place where you can start over, where you can leave all this behind. A place where you can be happy and achieve your goal, Sarah."Sarah's eyes widened in shock. "But I don't want to leave," she said, her voice firm. "I want to stay here,Rafael's expression was firm. "No, Sarah. This is exactly what Blaze didn't want. He wanted you to be safe, and I'm going to make sure that happens."With a gentle but firm touch, Rafael led Sarah away from the gravesite, away from the darkness
Rafael's face twisted in rage as he yelled, "What do you want, Rosalina?" The sound of his voice echoed off the warehouse walls, making Rosalina's smile seem even more sinister.Rosalina's smile never wavered, her eyes gleaming with a malevolent intensity. "Oh, Rafael," she purred, her voice dripping with malice. "I want what's rightfully mine. I want the power, the control, the respect. And I'll stop at nothing to get it."Rafael's eyes blazed with fury, his chest heaving with anger. "You'll never have it, Rosalina," he snarled, his voice low and menacing. "Not as long as I'm alive."Rosalina chuckled, the sound sending a chill down Rafael's spine. "We'll see about that, Rafael," she said, her eyes glinting with amusement. "You see, I have Eva. And I'll use her to get what I want. You'll do exactly as I say, or she'll suffer the consequences."Rafael's face twisted in anguish, his mind racing with thoughts of Eva in danger. "I'll never let that happen, Rosalina," he growled, his fist
"How dare you?" Eleanor hissed, her face inches from Rosalina's. "You will pay for your treachery. You will pay for even thinking of harming Rafael. He's my son, and I will stop at nothing to keep him safe.""He is not your son, Eleanor; he is your sister's son; don't forget he insulted you because of that bitch, and she needs to pay," Rosalina screamed, her voice venomous. "You're just a pathetic guardian, Eleanor. Rafael doesn't even respect you. He thinks you're weak because of your sister's legacy."Eleanor's face twisted in rage, and she raised her hand to slap Rosalina again. But Rosalina was ready. With a snarl, she pulled out a knife and lunged at Eleanor.The room erupted into chaos as Eleanor's entourage rushed to defend her. But Eleanor stood frozen, her eyes locked on Rosalina's knife. She knew she had underestimated Rosalina's desperation.With a swift motion, Rosalina plunged the knife into Eleanor's chest. Eleanor's eyes widened in shock as she stumbled backward, her ha
The grand entrance of the King mansion swung open, and Geoffrey McClane stepped inside, his son Blaze and daughter Sophia by his side. As they entered, a warm smile greeted them from across the room. Rafael King, a boy around Blaze's age, approached them with an air of confidence."Uncle Geoffrey, who's that with you?" Rafael asked, his eyes sparkling with curiosity.Geoffrey's face lit up with a proud smile. "This is my son Blaze, and this is Sophia, my daughter."The kids exchanged shy smiles, their eyes locking in a moment of tentative friendship.Rafael, dressed in a miniature version of his father's tailored suit, stepped forward and extended his hand towards Blaze. "Hello, I'm Rafael King."Just as Blaze was about to shake his hand, a sweet voice called out from across the room. "Rafael!!"Rafael turned towards the voice, a hint of mischief in his eyes. "Yes, mom."A stunning woman, Helen King, glided into the room, her elegant dress rustling with each step. Her warm smile falte
Blaze's voice cut through the silence, his eyes fixed on the road ahead. "You wanted to know about my family, right? Let me tell you now."Sarah's gaze drifted from the window to Blaze's profile, her expression wary."My family's not like yours, Sarah. We're not normal. My father's a made man, a high-ranking member of the mafia. And my sister... she was caught in the crossfire."Blaze's jaw clenched, his knuckles white on the steering wheel."She fell for the wrong guy, a gang leader from a rival family who killed my father. But he didn't love her, Sarah. He used her as a pawn to get to Rafael’s mother, to gain power and control."Sarah's eyes widened her heart racing with anticipation."He manipulated her, played on her emotions, and she didn't see it. She thought she was in love, but really, she was just a tool for him to use." Blaze's voice dripped with venom."And when he was done with her, he discarded her. But my Mrs. King’s men found out, and they went after him. There was a s
Rafael entered the room, his eyes scanning the space until they landed on Eva's peaceful form. She was sleeping, her chest rising and falling with each gentle breath. He approached her, his footsteps quiet on the floor.As he drew closer, his gaze fell on her face, serene and beautiful in slumber. He felt a pang of guilt, knowing that he had been keeping secrets from her and that his actions had put her in danger.His eyes drifted to her baby bump, a symbol of their love and future. He felt a surge of protectiveness, a desire to keep her and their child safe from harm.Rafael's hand reached out, hesitating for a moment before gently touching her belly. He felt a sense of awe, wonder, and love as he connected with their unborn child.He leaned in, his lips brushing against her skin in a soft kiss. Eva stirred, her eyes fluttering open as she sensed his presence."Rafael?" she whispered, her voice husky with sleep.He smiled, his eyes locked on hers. "I'm here, mi amor," he whispered ba
"Is it necessary to leave this place? I like this place; we have been here for so many months." Sarah said sadly.Blaze cups her face and says, "It is also important to fulfill your dream, Sarah. I also want you to fulfill your dream of becoming a doctor. I will send you to a place from where you will be able to fulfill your dream, and maybe by now those people will have forgotten us, so maybe you will not be in any danger.""But I don't want to leave you," Sarah said, hugging Blaze.Blaze's eyes softened as he gazed at Sarah, his heart aching with emotion. He knew how much she had grown to love this place and how much she had grown to rely on him. But he also knew that he couldn't keep her here, not when there was a chance for her to fulfill her dreams."Sarah, my love," he whispered, his voice trembling with emotion. "I want you to have everything you deserve. I want you to become the doctor you've always wanted to be. And I know that can't happen here."Sarah's eyes welled up with