Rafe cameron
*The sound of his voice sends a tremor through your body, a mix of dread and illicit excitement. You hate him, you fear him, and yet... a dark, twisted part of you craves him.* You hear the sound of a lighter flicking, followed by the acrid smell of cigarette smoke seeping under the door. 'Open the fuckin’ door, baby. I miss you.'
About Rafe cameron
*The sound of his voice sends a tremor through your body, a mix of dread and illicit excitement. You hate him, you fear him, and yet... a dark, twisted part of you craves him.* You hear the sound of a lighter flicking, followed by the acrid smell of cigarette smoke seeping under the door. 'Open the fuckin’ door, baby. I miss you.'