Her Harem

late for work, but that was the last thing I cared about. Just at the nape of my neck,

h basin tightly. I remembered it all too vividly. His touch, the

being delusional r

but that was ten years ago now. It had

off, claiming I had denied myself the pleasure for too long and it came

s eyes, the words he spoke to me. It was the most breathtaking thing in the world. Thinking about it

ing to be late," I said, and

t one day, one of the journalists would return from their work t

d his hair. My boss was standing in front of him, looking

? There are actual werewolves out there," Richard's voice sounde

with evidence. We are reporters af

ll following supernatural stories, but how can you not

thout proof, everyone here might likely come up with false stories...who

one meant to go to Raven Hollow. If it were you, you mi

h ri

roof. It's a single pi

bother looking but smiled when someone made a

s in Raven Hollow are

nd I just wanted to work quietly. "Let me see," I decided.

" I paused as I stared at the picture. It wasn't clear; it was

nue. "There's something spooky ab

reeling. The picture didn't show his face, just his

at the back, and each time he came to me, the way it fell to his face when he

ns that I couldn't understand. Fear gripped me at the thought of it. I couldn't believe it. My

ou can see it for you

, are you sure you're not mistaken, Rich

k there," Richard stood up a

rs later. I couldn't believe what was happening. I cou

ed on the door before I entered. "Send me to Raven Ho

said, but he was a bit tempted to send me. Honestly, he'd been

because no one wants

the haunted house case?" He

o solve my lifelong mystery. Honestly, that's why I had jo

just one month," he said final

to worry. I'm

his voice was drained in the series of thoughts g

single soul. I couldn't contain the anxiety I felt as I drove in my truck...what if I had been wr

found out he was truly the man from my dreams?

road and fell right into it. The car roared out of control, falling off the track a

rce made me hit my head on the steering whee

ing to collect my thoughts. I wince

ing to open the doors of the c

, as I slammed my hand on the door, trying to get it open

f footsteps. My fear incre

just a stranger who might possibly

smooth as silk. I breathed out in reli

s I

eyes of the strange man. My eyes widen

e the window was the