Damian tried to get Rayne back with him to his place. He kissed her and then muttered into the side of her mouth that his dad was out. Sex hung over their relationship like a great bird of prey. Rayne mum had bought her a packet of condoms.
Whether Rayne actually wanted to sleep with Damian had somehow gotten lost among all of this.
She thought she did. Sometimes, when they were kissing, when he held her close to him, she'd definitely feel something.
It made her feel a bit like the estate made he feel.
She ought to happy, she thought
sadly. Maybe jet friends were right - he did respect her. What was wrong with her? Why couldn't she go along with it, be Damian Hunters girlfriend. And she wasn't happy.
Jelly was nearly three, after all, and sleeping through the night was his biggest problem. He wakes up ay around one and roared with misery, smashing his feet into the bars.
Music from the flat above came through the ceiling like a jackhammer.
A shop alarm went of in the night, and then two police sirens answered it, screaming back even louder, and she felt so trapped, she thought she'd start screaming alongside it all.
And the something cracked in her mind and then she resolved there and then to get out.
Just...go.
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possessed
SpiritualRayne can't wait to get away - from the stifling heat of summer in London, from her controlling older boyfriend, Damian, from the tiny apartment she shares with her mother and little brother. So when she finds a job at a secluded country estate, Ray...
