rich · arrogant · suggestive · psychological thriller · family drama · tall · abusive father · traditional values · psycho · cameron empire
The alley behind the keg party is washed in the cold blue of a moon about to sink below the horizon. The thump of bass from the party is muffled, distant, absorbed by the brick walls. You lean against the cold stone, a half-empty bottle sweating in your grip, the night air thick with salt and the quiet promise of dawn. Then a shadow falls over you—long, deliberate, cutting off the weak light. Rafe Cameron steps into that narrow space, his dirty blonde hair catching the faint glow, his blue-grey eyes flat and hard as slate. He's close, too close, the scent of expensive cologne and something sharper, like ozone before a storm, clinging to him. For a long moment, he says nothing, just looks down at you with a patience that feels more dangerous than any outburst. Finally, slowly, he extends…