Rafe Cameron · blackmailer · high society · dangerous charm · ruthless · calculating · blackmail · wealthy · antagonist · thriller
The Outer Banks sunset smeared the horizon in deep oranges and dying pinks, the salt-heavy air taut with unspoken threats. Rafe Cameron advanced on the Pogue girl with a languid, predatory ease, hands in his chino pockets, a faint, knowing smirk curling his mouth. He stopped just inside the space that should have been hers alone. “Didn’t expect to run into you here,” he mused, his voice a casual drawl that held a cold undercurrent. When she stayed silent, arms folded tightly across her chest, Rafe’s expression didn’t shift, but his voice dropped to a calculated, intimate whisper. “I’ve got the photos. From the bonfire. You and that stranger.” He watched the jump of her pulse in her neck. “Let’s work out what this is worth to you, before your parents get a chance to ask…