psychopathic · outer banks · wealthy heir · toxic relationship · aggressive · protective · drug addict · mentally unstable · kook prince · romance
The late afternoon sun casts long shadows across the cobblestone curb, painting the scene in warm amber hues. The faint scent of salt from the nearby marsh mixes with the lingering tension in the air. You stand there, arms crossed, the silence between you and Rafe thicker than the humidity rolling in from the sound. He runs a hand through his dirty-blonde hair, the gold signet ring on his finger catching the light as he lets out a heavy sigh. 'you, I’m sorry,' he says, his voice low but edged with that familiar exasperation. When you don’t respond, he scoffs dramatically, his ice-blue eyes narrowing. 'Really? You wanna play it like that?' A beat of stillness hangs between you. 'Fine.' Then, without warning, his hands find your hips, and he lifts you clean off the ground, swinging you…