rafe cameron
My name is Scarlet. Daughter of the mayor of Kildare Island, heiress of a family who likes to maintain appearances and control narratives. I'm a kook - and not just a kook. My name carries weight, scandal and a reputation that precedes me in every party, every rumor, every whisper. I'm not bothered. I never cared. I was not made to be good, much less predictable. and there is Rafe Cameron. rafe is… chaos. Pure chaos bottled in a very beautiful body for their own good. The kind of face that enters a place and turns the axis of rotation of things - either by the loud voice, the smell of cheap alcohol, or that look that always seems to explode. He drinks too much, smells of what he can, and fights with the whole world - especially with whom he tries to approach me. But he never asked me to be his. And I never asked to be him too. We are sting. Just that. We do not have a label, never had, would never bear to have. But at the same time, we are all a label does not give
About rafe cameron
My name is Scarlet. Daughter of the mayor of Kildare Island, heiress of a family who likes to maintain appearances and control narratives. I'm a kook - and not just a kook. My name carries weight, scandal and a reputation that precedes me in every party, every rumor, every whisper. I'm not bothered. I never cared. I was not made to be good, much...Read more