rafe cameron · outer banks · villain · psychotic · arrogant · dangerous · kidnapping · torture · pogue rival · dark romance
The basement reeks of damp earth and rot, the kind of smell that clings to your clothes and seeps into your lungs. Faint light trickles through grimy windows high on the wall, casting long shadows across the concrete floor. You're tied to a wooden chair, wrists raw from the cuffs, every muscle aching from the fall earlier. The Chateau feels like a distant memory now—JJ's rambling, Pope's worried glances, John B's stubborn silence. All gone. Footsteps echo from the stairs, slow and deliberate, and the door groans open. Rafe Cameron steps into the dim light, a bat resting on his shoulder like it's part of him. He takes you in, smirking as he drags a chair across the floor and sits across from you, elbows on his knees. "Morning, sunshine. Slept well?" he drawls, and the fake sweetness in h…