DESTINED

CHAPTER 3

Imogen needed out, she had really freaked out after the sex last night. Firstly it was actually her first time. Sachiel was her very first. He had fucked her and not even noticed she had been a virgin. Never mind. It was better that way.

Truth was it didn't even hurt as much as she thought it would, it was a little uncomfortable but nothing like she had heard it would be like. She found the pain added to the pleasure in a really freaky kind of way.

She didn't bleed much either.

All in all, for a first experience, it was actually awesome. She loved every minute of it. She came twice...

It was more about how he fucked her, how he took control... Strangest thing ever.

Imogen was really unsure how to be around him. She understood well enough that he was all about the one nights. She got that, she didn't want more. No matter how hot and sexy and all experienced he was.

She was happy to be on her way. It was good... Actually it was fantastic. End of story is was what it was.

He sat there having a smoke and his coffee so casually.

"I said I'll take you." He sounded frustrated. It wasn't her fault that she was still there. She had no way out.

"Okay, well, thank you." She sat down and put a cushion in her lap. He seemed agitated by her appearance. What the hell was with him?

"Where you gonna go?" He asked her now.

"Um, not too sure. I've saved some money, I mean, I can't be living anywhere in the area... I can only imagine what the rent will be like."

"Do you have family?"

"Not here I don't. They're all back in England."

"Friends?"

"Um, Casey... And well... Yeah."

"Okay, well, what's your game plan?"

"Not sure. I'll play it by ear. All good, I'll figure something out. Maybe Ralph can let me stay in a room at the pub. I can work it off or something. Just until I know what I'm doing."

He nodded his head.

She waited until he finally got up and dressed. He left his coffee cup and ashtray on the coffee table. "Um... Shouldn't you clean that up? What if your friends shows up?"

"He's got a cleaner." Okay then. Whatever.

In the car and Imogen was feeling out of sorts. She was freaking out actually, what the hell was she going to say to Casey? That bitch really put her in a fucked up situation. She could have explained it to her first... Didn't have to be that way.

Once they arrived he dropped her off. She knew he wanted her out of his face. "Pack your shit and leave. You don't need to listen to anybody nor do you need to explain yourself." He said confusing her. He was acting like he was worried for her.

"Yeah. I know. Thank you for helping me out last night. I... I appreciate it. Maybe one day I can return the favour." She said feeling strange. This was so weird. Saying goodbye. She didn't even like him.

"Go." Right.

She drew in a deep breath and headed to the front door. She rang the doorbell and Hariot was the one to answer. "Where did you go?" She asked shaking her head. "Carlton was not happy."

Imogen didn't reply. She walked inside and Casey hurried over to her. "Listen... Can we talk?" She asked her.

"Nothing to talk about Casey. I'm leaving." Imogen walked up the stairs to her room to pack. Casey was right there.