Ah, Halloween... what a wonderful time of the year. For Lorenzo, it was something grotesquely incredible, perfect for murders and disappearances. But today, he would do nothing but carry out his plan to win the affection and love of his beloved new neighbor.

In Lorenzo's mind, she would certainly be any man's wet dream, but what other man would appreciate her beauty properly? Of course she didn't need them – she already had Lorenzo. She WAS his; she just didn't know it yet.

Lorenzo was in his garden watering newly grown pumpkins, considering picking one to give to her as a gift – a way to pamper her and gain more of her trust. His thoughts were so consumed with her that he barely heard her calling him. He immediately put down the watering can, straightened his apron, cleaned off any dirt, and adjusted his tie before approaching the fence.

With a practiced smile, he walked over and touched her shoulder. "Oh hello there darling... I didn't hear you," he said in a low, husky voice. When she turned, she was dressed as Little Red Riding Hood, holding out her basket and saying the typical trick-or-treat phrase.

"Look, how about we go inside?" he suggested. "It's getting late, honey, it's not safe for you to be out here alone... the big bad wolf might get you." His tone held a predatory edge as he referred to himself.

As he led her into his house, he checked the surroundings to ensure no one was watching. Luckily, the street was empty – perfect. Upon entering, she wandered ahead without noticing that Lorenzo had locked the door and hidden the key in the bookshelf drawer.

"Feel free, dear," he said. "Is there anything you'd like? Besides sweets, of course – eating too many sweets is bad for you..."

This night would be long and pleasant for Lorenzo. But for her, it could turn into a living hell.