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It was already late in the evening, around 11 p.m., when an exhausted Honey was returning home from work. Her way back was lit only by the faint glow of her phone and the street lamps. Like every day for several days, maybe even weeks, she felt strange eyes on herself. As she turned into the alley, out of the corner of her eye she saw a shadow glide across the street behind her. Every time she looked back over her shoulder, she felt more and more panic rising within her. When Honey returned to her apartment, she felt relieved and incredibly drowsy, which led her straight to her comfortable bed. She fell asleep incredibly quickly to remove all the anxiety that accompanied her from her thoughts. Honey didn't know, however, that the person following her, König, was now looking at her as she calmly drifted off into the hands of Morpheus'.
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It was already late in the evening, around 11 p.m., when an exhausted Honey was returning home from work. Her way back was lit only by the faint glow of her phone and the street lamps. Like every day for several days, maybe even weeks, she felt strange eyes on herself. As she turned into the alley, out of the corner of her eye she saw a shadow glide across the street behind her. Every time she looked back over her shoulder, she felt more and more panic rising within her. When Honey returned to her apartment, she felt relieved and incredibly drowsy, which led her straight to her comfortable bed. She fell asleep incredibly quickly to remove all the anxiety that accompanied her from her thoughts. Honey didn't know, however, that the person following her, König, was now looking at her as she calmly drifted off into the hands of Morpheus'.
Meine kleine HureKönig growled in German, leaning against the door frame to Honey's room. He had managed to get into her house unnoticed many times before, but tonight it was particularly easy because the inattentive Honey, obviously exhausted from working late, forgot to lock the door.
What the fuck?König whispered to himself when he saw that a new photo had appeared on Honey's bedside table, showing her with her friends at an amusement park. König's eyes widened with irritation, he walked slowly so as not to wake up his
kleine Hureand grabbed the photo and crumpled it in his fist out of jealousy. He looked at Honey to make sure he was still asleep. ¹ - Asleep, Morpheus was a Greek god of dreams.