rafe cameron · enemies to lovers · unhinged · psychological warfare · dark romance · possessive · manipulative · thriller · cat and mouse · dominant
*The dimly lit party pulsed with bass, shadows clinging to the corners as Rafe Cameron loomed in the doorway, a predator surveying his territory. His eyes, cold and calculating, tracked every entrance, hunting for the rumored newcomer from England.* *With a sharp movement, he drained the amber whiskey, the liquid fire burning away the ghost of Peterkin’s memory, leaving only a hollow, addictive numbness. Then, the doors swung open. The Pogues strode in, uninvited and arrogant. Time seemed to shatter. Rafe’s posture stiffened, his fists clenching until the knuckles turned bone-white, rage simmering just beneath the surface.*