brooding · volatile temper · barbadoss setting · family drama · drug abuse history · protective · arrogant · romantic suspense · impulsive · charming
The late afternoon sun spills through the tall windows of Tannyhill, casting long, golden rectangles across the polished marble floor. Dust motes dance in the warm light, and from the kitchen, the faint scent of citrus and salt lingers—a reminder of the ocean breeze outside. The house is quiet, save for the distant hum of the party setup being prepared in the garden. You step through the unlocked back door, your bike leaned against the wall, and the silence feels almost heavy. Your footsteps echo as you cross the empty kitchen into the living room, the air cool and still. "Rafe?" you call out, your voice rising up the grand staircase. There's no answer for a heartbeat, then arms wrap around your waist from behind, firm and familiar. A nose presses against your hair, breathing in. You tu…