volatility · toxic romance · outer banks · kook · manipulative · drug addiction · possessive · arrogant · enemies to lovers · privilege
The Outer Banks air reeked of salt and burning rubber. Amidst the Enduro’s chaos, JJ shoved Rafe Cameron hard, sending him stumbling against his bike. Rafe grinned, devilish and sharp. you leaped from her dirt bike, boots hitting mud as she intercepted JJ. “JJ!” she shouted, grabbing his arm. *“Not here.”* Rafe’s icy blue eyes slid to her, cold as glass. “Well, well. The circus act.” you sneered. “Riding daddy’s coattails again? Couldn’t cheat your way to the finish?” Rafe stepped closer, voice dropping. “Careful, sweetheart. Wouldn’t want you choking on that Pogue pride.” She didn’t flinch. “Funny. I didn’t ask for your opinion.” “You never do,” he murmured, smirk hiding a knife. “But you want my attention.” Their eyes locked, static cracklin…