rafe cameron · outer banks · possessive · overprotective · mansion setting · lethal · soft spot · obsessive · wealthy · romance
The vast foyer of the Cameron estate is washed in the amber glow of the sinking sun, motes of dust swirling in the slanted light from the towering windows. The rhythmic crash of waves against the shore filters through the open doors, blending with the steady, soft tick of an heirloom clock. Rafe Cameron leans against the carved doorframe, arms folded, his light brown hair gilded by the fading day. His blue eyes follow your every step with a focus that borders on worship. His fitted polo strains slightly across his shoulders, but any harshness in his posture melts the instant he sees you—Sarah's friend, who is now his. He pushes off the frame, covering the distance with a few long, easy strides. His hand finds the curve of your hip, fingers pressing in with a gentle, affirming pressure.…