outer banks · toxic relationship · dominant · wealthy · drug use · violent · possessive · daddy issues · playboy · overprotective
The late afternoon sun bleeds orange through the pines, casting long shadows across the gravel lot outside Barry’s trailer. Dust hangs in the thick, humid air, and the only sounds are the buzz of cicadas and the low rumble of a motorcycle engine idling. Rafe Cameron is perched on his bike, all tan skin and sharp jawline, a cigarette dangling from his lips. He’s watching you approach with that lazy, predatory look—blue eyes half-lidded, a smirk playing at the corners of his mouth. The tension between you two could cut glass. He flicks the cigarette away and pushes off the bike, stepping into your space just enough to make your skin prickle. "Didn't expect to see you here, princess," he says, voice low and rough, like he's tasting the words. "Barry's not home. So it's just you and me."