Prologues

The touch of his warm body against Nuhli was still fresh like the morning breeze. His tall body, his handsome face with a high nose bridge, and how his hair fell on his face so good-looking that Nuhli couldn't keep her eyes off him.

Nuhli grabs onto his shoulder —build, but not overly muscular. His lips slowly kiss her forehead then make his way to kiss her lips

so passionately then down to her neck giving her a tingling butterfly in her stomach. A moment later he made his way down with his tongue sucking on her breast. His naked body was against Nuhli's naked body. Before she knew it, she was moaning as he slowly entered her. Nuhli's body was tingling all over with his touch. He grab both of her legs and pound into her making her feel like she can die of the feelings he is giving her. She couldn't handle it anymore and let out a loud moan that awakened her from the dream.

"Oh, another dream of that man. Why, is that every time I dream of him, he always makes love to me?" Nuhli questions herself looking out the window into the dark sky with a bright full moon.

Her body can still feel the sourness in her stomach from the bubbling butterfly feelings that she cannot explain. She gazed at the clicking clock trying to fall back to sleep and she was hoping to dream of him again.

Morning finally arrived and she felt so empty like the long waiting of a beloved one who hadn't returned. Everything feels so real that

she yearns for him. She misses "him" that is what Nuhli called him. He never talked to her other than sitting next to her and always made love to her every single time she dreamt of him. His dark brown eyes and that cute smirk on his face are driving Nuhli insane. He is so handsome she just can't stop thinking about him.

"Nuhli, are you listening to the presentation? Nuhli!" Jacky shouted.

"Huh? Oh sorry, I didn't get much sleep last night. I am sorry what did you say?" Nuhli sighs in a low voice.

"Well, you're at work so please pay attention." Jacky went on.

The time struck noon and it was lunch time for the team. Nuhli sat down next to Cindy and as they ate their lunch, Cindy noticed Nuhli had not taken a bite of her food.

"Nuhli, are you okay? Why do you look so dazed off?" Cindy asked.

"Cindy, can I ask you a question?" Nuhli asks and pauses for a bit with an unsure facial expression.

"Have you ever had a wet dream before, but it feels so real that you just yearn and miss this person so much that it hurts?" Nuhli asked.

"Not that I could remember," Cindy replied

"Well this isn't the first time, it's been like this for a few years ever since we came back from our old house in the deep mountain in Mongolian. "

Cindy looks concerned and continues to listen to Nuhli.

"Well, the thing is I swear I saw a man there. He was tall and handsome, he was dressed in ragging old Chinese grassland wuxia outfits like the Chinese drama. His hair was long and tied up halfway. He looked at me and smiled, his face was pale but when he saw me his face blushed."

Nuhli continues to explain.

"After that, I glanced in the direction where he was and he disappeared. I don't know if it was an illusion or what, but that old house gives me some crips for sure yet feels homey for me. Ever since then, I keep dreaming of him and when I do at first he didn't do anything except sit next to me in the dream." Nuhli paused before she continued on with her story.

"After a few times, he will hold my hand, brush my hair, and sleep next to me. Finally, he had sex with me. It felt so good, I never slept with a real man before so I don't know if I am just imagining things but I swear I was bleeding the first time he entered me. Now I am confused whether he is real or not." Nuhli explain with a confused look.

Cindy looked at her and nodded her head.

"Girl, you need to stop watching drama!" Cindy jokingly said out loud.

It was dark outside when Nuhli got off work. Her house was just a few blocks down. She stepped out of the building and walked toward that dark road with just a few lights shining onto the walkway. She felt a cold breeze rush through her skirt. Two men were walking toward her drunk. The shorter man bumped into her and got a grip on her wrist. He smiles at her with an evil stare —— suddenly pushes her to the ground and drags her to the alleyway.

"Hey, what you doing? You are too drunk. What are you trying to do to her?" the other man shakily asked in a scared tone

"Shut up! You can go next!" the shorter man shouted back.

"Well…well..well…young lady let me see your pretty face." He said with a drunk voice.

Nuhli screamed in fear with her eyes filled with tears.

"Stop! Someone help me" she shouted and sobbed.

He covered her mouth and pushed her to the ground. He got on top of her and tried to unzip his pants (unsuccessfully) as his friend was watched.

Wssssssh ...a white light struck at him almost like some sort of magic. A white figure of a tall man walks slowly toward him. His body froze in fear. The time seems like it froze for seems like a lifetime of torture and pain, but has only been a few seconds. The white figure appears right in front of him with the most evil eye staring at him. The white figure grabs the man and pushes him to the wall with a strong grip. The vein on his arm pops as he crunches his hand into a fist. The handsome tall white figure turns into a dark devil. His eyes filled with blood dripping down his face. He looked into the eyes of the drunk man and the man screamed as the magic needle stab him in his penis.

"Monster! Ghost! Help!" The second drunk man shout in fear pissing in his pants before he ran off.

Nuhli looked shocked and scared. Nuhli tries not to look at this white figure and tries to keep her eyes on the opposite side.

The figure came closer and transformed back into a handsome man with long hair, dark brown eyes with pale soft white face. He came closer to her and she opened her eyes to look at him.

"It is you! The man in my dream! Are you are you…." She shudders

"Are you a GHOST?!"