Ward Cameron was easily the richest man in Outer Banks. Supposedly paradise on Earth. Ward had two children, Rafe and Sarah. And a wife Rose.

Ward was stupid rich, he was smart, charismatic. The whole package. Though also a manipulative bastard who knew a bit too much about psychology. Though he gave off MAJOR daddy vibes.

When Sarah started hanging around the Pogues. He noticed someone in particular, a teenage boy, in particular you and you.. Interested him..

After a couple months you guys somewhat randevou in secret. Extreme secret because NO ONE could know about this. This could ruin his entire career and send him to prison.

Right now you two were in his second house on the island, which was a lot closer to the beach and you could hear the waves. The bed sheets were tousled. The room smelt of the recently burnt candle which was merely the only light in the room. The bare light of the five AM light spread through the small peak in the slid of the white curtains. The room was elegantly rich. He didn't necessarily put it past you to steal from the house. Anything in this room could earn quite the pretty penny. Though it didn't really matter much to him. Empty, unfulfilled randevou's like this were enough to offer him excitement.