Fragile Thrones (Rafe Cameron)

Yamileth Santos had always been told she was special. It wasn't whispered sweetly in her ear or etched into bedtime stories. No, her worth had been hammered into her like a jewel set into a crown-polished, flawless, and cold.

Born into one of the wealthiest families in Outer Banks, Yamileth had learned early that power wasn't something given; it was something worn. Her father, a ruthless businessman, and her mother, a socialite who could dismantle anyone with a single arched brow, had raised her to be nothing less than perfect.

By the time she was seventeen, she had mastered the art of being untouchable. Boys loved her, but she never let them close. Girls wanted to be her, but she kept them at arm's length. The only person who had ever seen cracks in her armor was her older brother, Mateo, but even he had left for college without looking back.

Then, everything changed.

That summer, the weight of her father's crown became unbearable. And that's when Yamileth finally noticed Rafe Cameron.

They'd always run in the same circles-same parties, same people, same world. He was the guy with too much charm for his own good, always making a scene or pushing the limits of what even Kooks could get away with. She'd dismissed him for years as reckless and loud, more trouble than he was worth.

But that summer, something shifted. Maybe it was the way he'd started showing up more often, his eyes lingering on her with a boldness no one else dared. Or maybe it was the fact that, for once, Yamileth felt a crack in her perfect, pristine life.