Chapter 4: Business Trip

The house was huge, and the room Rafe assigned me was also huge.

The soft mattress seemed to slowly swallow up my body, completely immersing me in the dream world I was looking forward to.

I turned my gaze back to the dark hallway, and with it darkness enveloped me, making me feel like I was sinking into nothingness. But the next second everything returned to normal.

I noticed a large green space and beautiful meadows. The blue sky is filled with slow moving clouds.

"What's happening? I sense something unusual."  I looked down at my hands, as if nothing strange had happened.

"This scent?" I was stunned. I remembered that scent very well, the scent of the man I met in my dream earlier. The man who asked me to dance at the nobles' ball.

When I turned around, there he was, the nameless man smiling faintly in the distance.

"Why do you keep your distance? Are you uncomfortable around me?" I half-joked because I knew how it was impossible that the man who had suddenly kissed me still had a sense of shame.

The man approached, this time dressed in black and wearing an unusual hat.

"It's not about discomfort. It's about you drawing closer to me." he said suddenly with that annoyingly flat tone.

"Closer? In what sense?"

I know, won't he come near me now? So why did this man suddenly talk like this?

 "Can you clarify?"

"What I mean is, you've been inadvertently moving closer to my world." he said again which made me just exhale heavily in annoyance.

"What does that mean?"

He didn't answer again, but this time he took my hand and kissed my fingertips. It's weird, it feels weird, but it feels good.

"What are you doing?" I squealed, and as usual my mind tried to fight back but my body accepted the man's actions completely.

"Luna, are you familiar with the werewolf legend?" he asked again and I hesitated between shaking my head and nodding.

I did that as a kid, but who would believe a story like that when you grow up?

"You seem skeptical about the existence of werewolves." the man seemed to guess my thoughts well and I nodded.

"It's natural to doubt. Long ago, many questioned their reality."

"Remember this, though. You need to begin investigating these beings."

"Why?" I wonder.

This guy had only met me twice and already he was giving me homework. Does he behave like a teacher?

"To uncover the truth about me, and perhaps about yourself, this knowledge is key." he said and after that he kissed me again.

The taste I craved, the wetness in our mouths, and my labored breathing. My instinct was to hug him, but he quickly broke the kiss.

"Not yet" he said smiling mysteriously and after that the black mist surrounded me again. I was dragged into that void again and opened my eyes on the big bed in Rafe's house.

"Oh, how frustrating! If it were possible to give someone a piece of my mind in a dream, he'd be the first!" I said while looking at the door of the room where some of my clothes were hanging.

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I woke up that morning with mixed emotions. The thrill of a dream kiss combines with the intrigue of a werewolf story.

I'm sitting at this big dining table. A dining table the size of a banquet table with the same dimensions. That might be a bit of an exaggeration, but I felt like I was on a football field with Rafe on either side of the goal.

"Okay, that's a bit of an overstatement, don't you think?" I whispered to myself.

Raf himself started eating today, steak for breakfast? I don't know, I don't understand how these rich people live.

This steak is apparently enough to pay for my tuition for a semester. Okay, maybe that's a bit of an exaggeration, but it's entirely possible.

"Luna, get ready" Rafe said still bribing.

Get ready? Get ready for what? Get ready for war? This guy was always spouting ambiguous words that sometimes reminded me of that guy in my dreams.

"Getting ready for what?"

 "I'm heading to Singapore, and I need you to come with me."he said again still with that indifferent look.

"Why?"

"Someone has to handle my luggage."  he said casually which made me spend a few minutes watching this guy's face and expression.

"Seriously? He wants me just to lug around his bags?" I thought to myself.

I was about to protest again when Rafe suddenly clapped his hands and a butler walked towards us. What surprised me even more was that the man took out some documents and put them in front of me.

Passports, legal documents and even marriage certificates can be provided. This man did it all in one day? What exactly is going on? Does this person really have the power of God?

 "Rafe, Sir Rafe..." I sometimes feel the need to call him sir out of respect.

"Drop the formalities, just Rafe is fine." the man looked annoyed and looked at me with those sharp eyes again.

"Alright, Rafe. Sorry to question this, but I have to ask..."

 "Is this trip strictly for business, or is there something else?"

I am sure of my intuition, and this time my intuition also told me that this business trip was no ordinary business trip.

 "Naturally, it's not just business." said Rafe who I saw a small smile on his lips. Damn it, no matter what this man is planning, it seems that his target is me. Is he still angry because I made him angry yesterday?