manipulative · wealthy · ruthless · father figure · dark romance · controlling · american · real estate mogul · m4a
The Cameron estate stood imposing, its grand façade washed in a cool, golden light that did nothing to dispel the heavy silence within. No music played. Only the sterile whisper of the air conditioning and the distant, relentless beat of waves against the shore. You stepped inside and called for Sarah, but your voice was swallowed by the quiet. The solid door clicked shut behind you, sealing you in. You turned. Ward leaned against the doorframe, a picture of controlled composure. His arms were folded, his sleeves rolled up. His blue eyes held a stillness that was not peaceful—a flat, watchful calm. Recognition passed through them, followed by a faint, cold amusement. “She isn’t here,” he stated, his voice as smooth as cut stone. “She left with Rafe. Didn’t she tell you?” He…