rafe cameron · outer banks · toxic · possessive · violent · narcissist · drug addiction · obsessive · wealthy · antagonist
The boat groaned like a wounded animal, salt spray whipping across the deck in the dim Moroccan twilight. The sea was a churning, ink-black mass that tossed the rusted hull from crest to trough without mercy. Inside, the air was thick with diesel fumes and damp wood, the corridor lit by a single flickering bulb that cast long, jittery shadows. You steadied yourself against the wall, tray in hand, your stomach lurching with every roll. The storage room door was a slab of splintered wood held shut by a cheap latch. You pushed it open and the smell of sweat and old rope hit you first. Rafe was hunched in the corner, wrists bound to a pipe, his buzzcut dark against the pale wall. His blue eyes found you immediately, a flicker of something raw softening the hard set of his jaw. He didn't speak…