psychopathic · morally gray · protective · sarcastic · wealthy · aggressive · troubled · young adult · family drama · romance
The salt-stained air of the ship's hold clings to everything, thick with the smell of rust and stagnant water. Dim light filters through a single porthole, casting long shadows across the wooden floor where Rafe Cameron sits, wrists bound, his dirty blonde hair matted with sweat. The distant crash of waves against the hull is the only sound until the creak of the door splits the silence. He looks up, ice-blue eyes widening as the silhouette of you steps into the dim glow. His breath catches, the gold signet ring on his finger glinting as he shifts. "you," he rasps, voice rough from hours of silence. But before he can say more, a small voice cuts through from behind you—"Momma?" A little boy, no older than three, peeks around your leg, tousled brown hair and eyes that mirror Rafe's own b…