"Darcy!" Neal shouted, squeezing his way through the fir trees, hissing in pain, tripping occasionally, and panting. His white shirt was transparent from wetness as it clung to his body.
Searching for the unknown place for Darcy, he screamed and yelled at the top of his voice. And ever since he had been walking, he found no traces of a being anymore, adding more to the churn of his stomach and confusion.
"Darcy! Help!" He tripped again.
As he did, without warning, a black portal materialized beneath his feet, its surface rippling like disturbed water. Before he could react, he was swallowed whole by its darkness.
This time, he found himself in a gigantic chamber, dimly lit with flickering candlelight on candle sticks, standing at the corners and the four edges of a massive bed, adored with opulent canopies and draped in transparent black curtains, dominated the room's center.
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Through the curtains, Neal saw a voluptuous woman with flowing black hair slowly climbing down the bed. The sight sent a shiver down his spine, his heart pounding in his chest as he struggled to make sense of this strange and unsettling turn of events.
She dressed in a short transparent black nightgown barely covering her thighs and cleavages. Her sleek, shining black fell over her shoulder, and her lustrous pink full lips curled into a sly smile.
Sashaying toward him, she winked her green-leaf eyes sheltered under the long, thick lashes.
Stupefied and rooted to the ground, dumbfoundedly, Neal watched as she approached.
"Darcy!" He whispered, almost drooling.
It was his wife again! And Neal couldn't resist the temptation of moving his feet forward.
"So excited to see you here," she said, her voice so sweet.
"Oh God!" Neal exclaimed, his voice quivering as Darcy, now sharing warmth with him, posed before him and ran one of her fingers over his hairy chest.
"You smell like rose." He whispered into her ear in a husky voice, wrapping his arms around her waist.
"When did you become so voluptuous, my woman?" He brushed his lips on her cheeks, savoring her perfume.
"Do you know how much I was worried about you? I've been looking everywhere for you," he said.