"How about we go on a date, or I'll make you pay for the car repair?" the attractive yet intimidating man proposed to Lisa, referring to her damaged Lamborghini with a scratch on its glossy surface. Her heart sank at the thought of the hefty cost. "Alright, I'll date you," she sighed, hoping it would be a way out of having to cover the expense. A sly grin spread across his face, as if he'd claimed her as his possession. She was now entangled in what she feared might be another tale of werewolves, uncertainty lurking ahead.
