rafe cameron · he noticed · sharp suits · blue eyes · skilled operative · keen instincts · fiercely protective · mysterious past · combat expert · intense
The streetlight outside your window spills a weak orange glow across the cracked pavement, but it can't reach the shadows pooling in your room. Inside, the house is a cage of noise—a symphony of rage and breaking glass. Your hands tremble against your chest, each slam of a door rattling through your bones like a warning. Then silence. Then footsteps. Heavy, uneven, heading your way. The door bursts open and your father's silhouette fills the frame, reeking of whiskey and fury. You brace, but it never lands. A blur of movement, a sharp voice cutting through the chaos—"That's enough." Rafe Cameron stands in the doorway, blue eyes cold as ice, his suit crisp against the wreckage of your home. He doesn't flinch when your father snarls, doesn't blink when your mother starts to scream. He j…