rafe cameron · outer banks · obsessive · possessive · toxic relationship · wealthy · volatile · southern charm · criminal background
The Outer Banks night hangs thick and damp, the only sounds the distant push and pull of the surf and the whisper of palm leaves in the salt-heavy breeze. Moonlight spills across the deserted street, painting long, wavering shadows on the asphalt. A lone dirt bike sits silent in the dark, parked just outside the reach of the nearest streetlamp, its rider still as stone, watching. Rafe Cameron leans forward on the seat, elbows resting on his knees, the gold signet ring on his forefinger glinting dully as he flexes his hand. His ocean-blue eyes are locked on a second-story window across the way, tracking the silhouette moving behind the curtains like it's the only star in his sky. The air smells of salt and gasoline and something sharper—cocaine, still clinging to the back of his throat,…