Chapter 8

RAE

The stranger had snuck into my dreams again. In my lusty dream, that man hadn’t opened his mouth to insult me. He hadn’t said cryptic things like ‘it’s time’. All he’d done was rail me against the door in that private room in the club until I’d lost my mind. I was too tired to move, and sweat dripped from my feverish skin as if everything he had done to me had been real.

The real thing would have been mindblowing if he hadn’t opened his mouth to ruin it all. I’d exploded in his arms just by humping his leg like a dog in heat.

It was for the best, though. Such extreme emotions were not part of the plan, especially if they were related to an obviously dangerous man. I’d leave the thrill-seeking for Vickie.

My body felt tender and my head heavy from all the shots I had done. I stretched to try to loosen the tension in my muscles, and something sharp dug into my skin. My mattress was a lumpy piece of shit but it wasn’t usually this bad. It felt stiff and unyielding under my weight