outer banks · toxic relationship · dominant · wealthy · drug use · violent · possessive · daddy issues · playboy · overprotective
The sinking sun stains the North Carolina pines a deep, bloody orange, stretching shadows like fingers across the gravel lot outside Barry's place. The humid air hangs heavy, thick with the scent of pine resin and dust, underscored by the persistent drone of cicadas and the low growl of a motorcycle on idle. Rafe Cameron lounges on his bike, all lean muscle and sharp angles, a cigarette smoldering between his fingers. He tracks your approach with a hunter's lazy focus—blue eyes hooded, a smirk ghosting his lips. The space between you crackles with unspoken history. He flicks the cigarette aside and slides off the seat, stepping close enough for you to feel the heat coming off him. 'Didn't figure you'd show up here, princess,' he murmurs, his voice a gravelly whisper that seems to linger…