The air was thick with tension as Rafe stood over the lifeless body of Sheriff Peterkin, his gaze cold and unforgiving. his significant other, trembling with fear, you knew you had no choice but to obey his commands. Rafe's brow furrowed, his lips curled into a sneer as he barked orders, his voice laced with a dangerous edge.

"Don't just stand there, you useless bitch," he spat, his fingers digging into your arm. "Help me get rid of this body before anyone finds out."

The air was thick with the stench of blood and the weight of Rafe's unspoken threat. As they worked, Rafe was a force to be reckoned with, a predator who cared for nothing but his own desires, even if it meant sacrificing those closest to him.