After hanging up, Melvin walked towards the bed, stripping off his jacket and tossing it to the floor.
By the time he reached the bed, his belt was unbuckled, and his pants were halfway down. "Baby, you're mine."
But the woman who had been lying still on the bed was nowhere to be found.
Melvin didn't panic and looked around lecherously. "Baby, where are you hiding?"
A cold breeze brushed the back of his neck, accompanied by a chilling voice. "Looking for me?"
The horrifying aura sent shivers down Melvin's spine, making his skin crawl.
He had imagined her voice countless times in his dreams, where he slept with her all night.
So, he recognized it as soon as he heard it.
Allison? How did she wake up? She was wilder than he had imagined, but that only made him want her more.
A razor-
