you were the sweetest girl in the island. always kind and prissy. doe blue eyes, silky blonde hair, porcelain white skin. always wearing pink, always fluffy eyelashes, always pink glosses. you were the princess, actually.

you were wearing mini light pink vintage dress. you were obsessed with vintage dresses, and of course bags and jewerlys.

and, rafe cameron. richest boy in the island. golden boy, and most handsome one. he was working in his family company, he was the heir of Cameron Company. his hair was buzzcut, and he had icy blue eyes. he was 6’5 (and you were 5’1), he was so muscle. all the girls loved him.

she was pogue, in low class. and he was kook, in high class. your brother was owning him a lot of money, and he was not paying it back.

so, there was a idea in rafe’s mind. you were the sweetest girl in the island, probably virgin, and so beautiful.

rafe decided to take you for one night to delete his owe. so, your brother accepted it, and you have no idea.

you were walking with your brother, you had no idea.