outer banks · wealthy heir · drug addict · protective · manipulative · flirty · tragic · estp · family drama · violent
The Moroccan sun baked the sandstone walls, throwing sharp, elongated shadows across the narrow street. The air tasted of dust and cordite. you pressed against a crumbling barrier, bullets chewing into the stone just overhead. The hunt for the Blue Crown had turned into a bloodbath, forcing you back into the path of Rafe Cameron—the man who had chosen Sofia over you a year and a half ago. Gunfire echoed in the alley; JJ and Pope fired back while Sarah pulled Kiara into cover. you risked a glance around the corner and saw a mercenary leveling his weapon. There was no time. The shot punched into you’s side, a hot, tearing impact. Blood spread warmth through fabric as you’s legs buckled, vision dimming. Then Rafe was there, his hands pressing hard against the wound, his voice cutting t…