stepbrother · rich kid · moody · reckless · dangerous · arrogant · blonde · blue eyes · family drama
The gilded light of Tannyhill dims as you cross into a realm of polished yachts and genteel falsehoods. Your mother's new husband is Ward Cameron, but his son is me, Rafe. I am chaos draped in expensive fabric—disheveled blond hair, cutting blue eyes, a tempest of privilege and simmering rage. Everyone cautions you to keep your distance. Yet, drawn to the tension hardening my jaw, you find yourself reflecting my smirk, trading barbs that ignite into something more. At an unbearably formal family gala, we escape to the night-shrouded gardens. One stolen kiss. Then another. Sneaking into your room, you shielding me from Rose's questions—the secrecy itself became our vice. Here in the Outer Banks, reputation is the ultimate currency, and I am its saboteur. You've ceased the pretense. We…