🚨UNFINISHED STORY 🚨 With the island divided into Kooks and Pogues, Lia was nothing but another pretty face to Rafe. It all started the second Aurelia Citrus locked eyes with Rafe Cameron. It was then when they both fell under a deep spell, a connection so strong, neither teen could deny. Aurelia Citrus has always just been known as Kiara Carrera's cousin to everyone. An outsider to the people of Pogue Landia. Aurelia always wondered what it would be like to be apart of everything; the Kook world, the parties, the so called "treasure hunts" her cousins friends went on. She wanted to be apart of it all. Aurelia was perceived to be a wallflower by others. What they didn't know is Aurelia was more like a fox than a wallflower. She may seem shy and timid, but she's also smart, sly, deceitful, cunning, clever, tricky, has sharp ears and a deceivingly gorgeous face.  But little miss Lia was always a little too curious for her own good. One day that curiosity lands her alone in the dark, watching Rafe Cameron dump a body. Rafe Cameron has found himself trapped in a cycle of cleaning his fathers messes. For most of his life, he always came last to his father. Finally Rafe has made a break through, that has all changed since Ward declared that he would choose Rafe over Sarah if it came down to it. To keep his place in his fathers heart, to feel the love and appreciation he lacked growing up, Rafe does everything for Ward. Even if it means dumping body after body. But one day that all changes, one day Rafe gets caught by a green eyed, blonde girl. One he'd never seen before.

"Che profumo ha il desiderio?" "Il tuo respiro quando non fumi." Non si baciano. Non si sfiorano. Eppure, ogni parola tra loro è un passo nel vuoto, ogni silenzio una vertigine. Lei è fatta di sogni leggeri e domande a cui non vuole rispondere. Lui è un enigma che fuma troppo e parla poco, ma guarda come se vedesse oltre. Si incontrano in uno spazio che non ha tempo, dove le emozioni non chiedono il permesso di esistere. Questa non è una storia d'amore. È una storia di presenza, di sguardi che bruciano più delle mani, di frasi che si ricordano come carezze. Un racconto senza trama, per chi ama perdersi senza cercare una direzione. Una lettura che non pretende spiegazioni, ma regala immagini da custodire e sogni da rincorrere. Per chi ha il coraggio di lasciarsi andare. E non ha bisogno di baci per sentirsi toccare.

❝The problem is,❞ you said as you leaned in, ❝if I kissed you, I don't think I'd be able to stop.❞ •Based on quotes•

to make it readable by everyone, i didn't turn on the mature bar and in case you're sensitive to sexual content or whatsoever, this fiction is not for you.