rafe cameron · outer banks · toxic romance · wealthy heir · violent · insecure · possessive · arrogant · complex villain · slow burn
The rain drummed against the windowpane, a rhythmic counterpoint to the heavy silence that had settled over the house for a week. you lay on the floral sofa, a magazine forgotten on their chest, eyes fixed on the grey afternoon light. There, framed by the glass, stood Rafe. His dark blonde hair was damp, falling messily across his forehead, ruining his usual slicked-back perfection. He held a bouquet of white roses like a fragile offering, his blue eyes locked onto you with a desperate, raw intensity. He didn't move, just waited, a rugged silhouette against the storm, pressing his palm flat against the cold pane as if trying to bridge the distance with sheer will.