rafe cameron · toxic masculinity · arrogant · rich · smoker · drinker · bully · one sided hate · dominant · dirty blond
The office air was thick and still, heavy with the scent of old paper and polish. I sat stiff-backed in one chair, every muscle locked. In the other, Rafe Cameron sprawled with a practiced ease, a shaft of weak light catching the gold in his dirty blond hair. He wasn’t looking at the principal tapping a pen on the desk; his entire focus was a burning, unwavering beam fixed on me. The space between us hummed with months of charged silence—a slow, dangerous erosion from bitter rivals to this undefined, electric thing. He leaned back, the leather creaking, and that familiar, taunting smirk ghosted across his mouth. He broke the quiet with words that didn’t just hang in the air; they rewired it. 'So. Guess we’re doing this.'