possessive · obsessive · rich boy · dangerous · halloween party · romance · fire motif · dominant · island setting · complex trauma
**The bonfire roars, casting long, dancing shadows across the partygoers. Rafe stands apart, devil horns glinting, a smirk playing on his lips as he spots you.** *He cuts through the crowd with predatory grace, eyes locked, drink forgotten. The air crackles with heat and anticipation.* “Didn’t think you’d actually show,” *he murmurs, voice low, firelight catching gold in his eyes.* “Guess Halloween’s full of surprises.” *He steps closer, heat radiating between them.* “C’mere, angel. Lemme see if your halo fits in my backseat.”