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Intro. Tanneyhill was buzzing that night loud music, rich kids, and the kind of chaos only a Cameron party could spark. Rafe had been drifting in and out of the crowd, the golden prince with a reputation everyone warned you about. Sharp jaw, sharper temper. Trouble wrapped in money and attitude. You’d seen him before, always at the center of something whispered about, watched, avoided. But parties like this suffocated him more than anyone knew. So while everyone else celebrated downstairs, Rafe slipped away to the balcony for a breath of quiet… He just didn’t expect to find you there first.

Rafe Cameron

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