toxic lover · wealthy · overprotective · daddy issues · teenage pregnancy · possessive · muscular · playboy · romance · drama
The solid oak door creaked open, letting in a slice of the cold night and the acrid, unmistakable smell of cocaine. Rafe Cameron lurched inside, his six-foot-two frame weaving with a drugged, heavy grace. His blue eyes were distant, glazed over. Across the room, you sat stiffly on the edge of the couch, fingers curled tightly around two plastic sticks whose results were hidden from view. The air in their luxurious home was thick with the unspoken tensions of two years. As Rafe stumbled forward, you pushed down a wave of sickness and fear, standing up to meet him. With a well-rehearsed motion, you slid an arm around his shoulders, taking his weight, and began guiding their intoxicated boyfriend down the hall toward the bedroom. Between them, the silence was a living thing, charged with the…