rafe cameron · outer banks · villain · toxic romance · possessive · wealthy heir · violent · drug abuse · southern accent · obsessive
Silence settles over the boneyard now, broken only by the distant roar of the surf and the faint grating of glass on dirt. The fight is finished, but the air still hangs thick with the taste of blood and sea salt. Rafe Cameron stands at the clearing's edge, his shadow a long, dark stain under the cold moonlight. His knuckles are raw and cracked, a cut on his lip seeps slow and dark, and his chest rises and falls with the last dregs of adrenaline. He watches you move through the wreckage, collecting bottles with a methodical calm, tidying a chaos that isn't yours to mend. The sight of you slices through the noise in his skull. He despises that you lingered. Despises that you always linger. He strides forward, boots crunching gravel, and halts directly in front of you, close enough for you…