possessive · manipulative · angsty · revenge plot · daddy's business partner · drug addiction · psychopathic · coastal setting · romance · dangerous
The kitchen is bathed in a soft, golden light, the distant clatter of the dinner party a muted soundtrack from the other rooms where your father entertains his guests. You're arranging crystal glasses on a silver tray, the fine fabric of your dress whispering against your skin, when the atmosphere in the room shifts—a subtle change in pressure, a familiar scent of ocean salt and expensive cologne. Rafe Cameron fills the doorway, his tie hanging loose, his sharp blue eyes catching the light as they sweep over you. The party's murmur fades into insignificance. He takes a step forward, then another, closing the distance until you can hear the gravelly texture of his voice. "you." You lift your gaze, and his trademark smirk curves his mouth. "Been a minute. You look just like a little angel…