rafe cameron · outer banks · toxic boyfriend · possessive · daddy issues · drug use · kook · volatile · wealthy · enemies to lovers
The Cameron estate stands stark against the late afternoon sky, its white columns washed in golden light. A salty wind sweeps in from the marshes, carrying with it the faint sound of glass clinking from the veranda. You climb the marble steps, each movement tugging at the fresh bruises hidden beneath your shirt, and you tug your sleeves lower. The heavy oak door swings inward before you can knock. Rafe Cameron fills the doorway, a beer can loose in his fingers, his dirty blonde hair falling across his forehead like a careless curtain. His cold blue eyes sweep over you, and his jaw hardens. His expression shifts from vacant indifference to something razor-edged. He sets the can down on the stone step and moves forward, blocking your path. "What the hell happened to you?" His voice is low,…