The Monster On Bed [TUS #1]

PROLOGUE

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AUTHOR'S NOTE:

This story is a product of fiction. Any names, places, and situations are part of the writer's playful imagination. This story is not true, but still, PLAGIARISM IS A CRIME.

If you see some grammatical or typo errors, please do not mind them. I wrote this story years ago. Also, this story contains mature scenes, violence, offensive words, and many more that is not applicable for ages 17 - below.

I hope you enjoy these series! 👋≧◉ᴥ◉≦

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(A loud wailing sound can be heard not too far away.)

*Static noises* 

"Good evening. Now it is 10 o'clock at night. Everyone is urged to stay at home. To those who are currently walking home, wait for the buzzing guard to pass by ensure your safety. I repeat, it is ten o'clock at night. Everyone is urged to stay at home. To those who are currently walking home, wait for the buzzing guard to pass by ensure your safety."

*Static noises end*

Samantha walked more rapidly than the rushing leaves since there were very few people on the trail. Along with the frigid temperature in the night with only the moon for illumination, she became more frightened.

The silence in her surroundings causes her breathing and heartbeat to be heard more clearly. Even restless crickets in the dark make her more terrified.

In her rush, she almost fell to her knees, forgetting that her head felt like it was being hammered by someone due to alcohol.

"Why do I have to *hiccup* drink? There's no one *hiccup* wants to accompany *hiccup* me home," she snarled to herself despite her inebriation, while attempting to cover her body, which was only covered in a black mesh corset top, paired with a denim cropped jacket and high-waisted ripped jeans.

*BEEP!* *BEEP!*

She nearly jumped in fright when she heard the horn, forcing her to sit on the cold, dusty ground. Who wouldn't be shocked by the car's loud sound, combined with her fear?

"Sorry, Sam," said a man, driving a jet black metallic 2019 Porsche Cayenne Turbo that had honked before.

She hastily jumped up to avoid embarrassing herself in front of an attractive coworker. Samantha didn't realize that he was looking at her with lust. She quickly glanced at the man, who averted his gaze before clearing his throat.

"W-Wallace? W-what are you doing here?" she inquired, making the man turn his head. His thick brows furrowed, and disbelief showed on his features.

"Don't you know, Samantha? I also live in this village," he replied kindly. "Wait there," he ordered before getting out of the automobile he was in.

The girl waited for the man to come out. As she stared at him, she suddenly mesmerized with her coworker's big shoulders. She also noticed the man wearing a brown suede jacket over his Ralph Lauren Black Poplin Button Down Shirt, which was paired with black pants and Clarks Tilden Cap Oxford Shoes.

Samantha currently works in a high-end fashion and jewelry store in BGC. Wallace Jeon, one of their best employees, works there also. Aside from being competent at his job, he is popular with clients due of his gorgeous model face and muscular build.

Randomly, their boss invited them to drink at XYLO due to their excellent sales in recent months. Samantha came regardless of the fact that it was far from her home in Excalibur Village. So, despite being quite drunk, she is now battling to go home.

"I'm going to take you home," the young man stated as he opened the car door.

"Wallace..." the girl murmured his name, clearly embarrassed.

The man took a long look at the young lady's face before quickly inspecting her full clothing. He instantly removed his jacket and placed it on the girl's shoulder.

"Just get in," he responded with a soft yet dominant tone.

Samantha did nothing but agree, thinking that the man might change his mind. Since she doesn't anticipate that anyone will be passing by, and it's beyond curfew in their neighborhood.

She turned around as she heard the driver's seat door close, and Wallace was already there.

"Thank you very much, Wallace."

"No problem at all, Sam. We're colleagues so there's no issue in taking you to your home," he softly replied.

"Here. Drink this, to somehow alleviate your intoxication."

Samantha's cheeks felt warm. She knew she was thrilled so she grabbed the bottle of water off his hand and drank it hurriedly so he wouldn't notice.

The young man smiled discreetly as Samantha finished the bottle's contents.

After a few minutes, he noticed Samantha had stopped moving, more likely sleeping.

"Don't you worry, Sam. This night will be the night that you'll never forget."

"I promise you...

my beloved, Samantha," he spoke softly, as he tenderly stroked her slumber face.

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