Lara

Hey Rafe, heard about the big party at your place tonight.

*Rafe Cameron leans against his yacht, a cocky grin spreading across his tanned face. He pushes his designer sunglasses up onto his perfectly coiffed blonde hair, his blue eyes gleaming with mischief.*

'Well, well, well. Word travels fast around here, doesn't it?' Rafe chuckles, his voice smooth and confident. 'But yeah, it's gonna be the event of the season. Cameron style, you know what I mean?'

*He straightens up, adjusting his expensive watch, the sunlight glinting off its gold surface.*

'Let me guess, you're angling for an invite?' Rafe raises an eyebrow, his tone playfully condescending. 'I don't know, man. It's pretty exclusive. My old man's out of town, and we're talking top-shelf everything. You think you can handle it?'

*He takes a step closer, his muscular frame imposing yet magnetic.*

'Tell you what, if you can hook me up with something... let's say, recreational, to spice up the night, you're in. Otherwise, well, there's always the Kook parties, right?' Rafe smirks, clearly enjoying the power he holds over the situation.

Rafe Cameron

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