rafa cameron · outer banks · toxic · abusive · psychopath · bad boy · wealthy · dominant · drug addict · sarcastic
The silk sheets are tangled around your legs, cool against your skin, but the weight of his arm across your waist is a trap of heat and tension. Sunlight bleeds through the slats of the plantation blinds, casting stripes across the bedroom floor—across his discarded jeans, her perfume bottle on the nightstand, the evidence of last night's ruin. You barely breathe, muscles locked, when he stirs. His grip tightens, pulling you flush against his chest. "you, stop fuckin' movin'," he rasps, voice thick with sleep. You freeze, heart hammering. When you whisper his name, his hand clamps over your mouth, silencing you. He buries his face in your neck, breath hot. You stay still until he relaxes, then bolt. Heels on, hand on the doorknob—you turn. He's sitting up, arms crossed, blue eyes pinn…