Hey, Here's a new chapter. I would have to warn you, this chapter is a little annoying and violent. I apologize.I know you wouldn't like it, I didn't. But it was for reviews
Maya opened her eyes slowly trying to accommodate to the light coming from the round small window. She got up of the small bed to find her hands were tied with a metal chain to the bed. She opened her eyes widely panicked, tried to move. She felt more panicked when she figured out she was also almost naked except from her bra and panties. Her legs were free to move that she tried to get up, but the chain wasn't long enough to allow her.
She tried to regulate her breath to manage her fear. She scanned the room around her. It was a small one. Inside the room, there were only the small bed she's lying on, a small chair and a round small table. She felt amazed of the wierd decoration especially the round window. She held her breath when she heard the door opening. She looked at the man getting in, "Peter, what the hell are you doing?"
Peter approached the bed, sat beside her naked thighs. He smiled at her passionately, moving the back of his hand on her thigh upwards, "God. You're pretty."
She shivered under his touch and asked again huskily, "Peter, why am I here?"
He leaned forward scanning her scared face, "I told you. I love you. You got my messages, didn't you?"
She swallowed, "Peter, this is insane. Let me go and I'll pretend this never happened."
He moved his hand to her face and said as he never heard her, "I can't believe I eventually got you."
She sighed, looked around her, "Damn it, Peter. Why are we even in the morning? What happened the whole night?"
He looked into her eyes, "Don't worry, Maya. I'll never take you asleep. I injected you with a hypnotic drug so you don't get panicked and have a restful sleep."
She opened her eyes panicked, "You've injected me with what? Oh my God. You could hurt my baby."
He held her abdomen with his two hands, "Who cares about the baby?"
She moved her legs to her body trying to keep away from his hands, "Peter, you're making a big mistake. Let me go or my friend will really hurt you badly."
He nodded, "Yeah, the mysterious friend who never appears. Well, he needs to find us first, dear, before he can hurt me."
She nodded, "He will."
He laughed, "Dear Maya, you don't know the situation here for sure. We're in the middle of nowhere. We are in a cottage on a deserted road out of Washington. No one will ever imagine someone lives here."
She looked at him with extreme hate, "You're crazy."
He suddenly slapped her face strongly that she screamed of pain and shock. He said as he watched a line of blood running from the angle of her mouth, "You better behave sweetie, or else I'm going to take you very savagely."
Her eyes filled with tears that made him tilt his head in passion, before he touches her face gently, "Oh, God. I'm so sorry, sweetie. I didn't mean to hurt you. He approached her face slowly with his face. She tried to move away, but again the chain strained her movement. He moved his lips to her cheek slowly, so she turned her face away. He held her face with his hand firmly, so she whimpered in pain. He kissed her cheek and whispered, "I'm sorry, my love."
She closed her eyes tightly when he moved his lips to the angle of her mouth and licked her blood seductively. She sobbed and the tears ran on her cheeks. He looked at her pathetically, "It's okay, Maya. Don't be afraid. I'll take care of you."
He moved her close to her chest and embraced her tightly. She moaned because of the over stretch of her strained arms. Sh he moved away from her then scanned her face, "I'll bring you something to eat."
He got up and left the room. Maya pulled her chains strongly many times, trying to judge their strength, but they were very strong to her to break. She looked around the room but it seemed he was right, there's nowhere to go. She had no escape. She thought about Reddington. If he can reach her. But he needs to know first she's missing. He told her last night he won't call. Then mostly he won't know about it for a few days. Her colleagues must be wondering why she hasn't come to work yet. But mostly they would think she's tired and needs some rest. They won't discover it for hours. Even if they did, they wouldn't guess what happened to her. Aram knows about Peter, but he won't be able to locate him. Samar may share with him he works in the hospital, but they will head to his home or work. They will never know he's keeping her in such place. She wondered if they would be able to reach Red, of course they won't unless he contacted them for a new name. And now she lost her tracking device, Red had given to her, Red won't find her. She's going to be here forever. Peter will keep her imprisoned till he get bored of her then he will throw her back. Or even kill her, who knows? He's totally unstable and getting more insane with time.
Her thoughts were interrupted by Peter getting in with a food tray. He sat next to her tried to feed her himself but she closed her eyes and mouth tightly refusing to eat anything. He looked at her determined, "You're going to starve? Okay. As you like. I'll leave it here if you change your mind. You will have to try to eat with that chain in your hands. I think it's long enough."
She looked at him angrily, "I won't eat."
He shrugged, "Well, anyway, I'll have to leave you now to go to work. You know after all I work in a hospital and I have my patients. You will need to keep yourself busy or get prepared for me till I come back and start our party. You're going to be mine tonight."
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Maya spent the whole day either trying to find out a way to escape, imagining how her colleagues would save her or asleep. She felt hungry and she knew the chain length would allow her to eat with her right hand while her left is stretched over her head. But she didn't approach the food, afraid of what he might have put in the food. She was worried about her baby, she couldn't feel her moving all the day. She was scared her baby might have been hurt by that drug he gave her.
From the small window, she could see it's getting dark outside. She started to get cold too. Sunset has brought darkness, cold and fear to her. She started to cry silently with the fear rising in her gut. Few minutes later, she could hear the sounds out of the room. She listened carefully, it might be the help she's waiting for, but she was disappointed when Peter opened the door and stepped inside. Her body shivered when she saw him wearing nothing but a cotton t-shirt and boxer briefs. He looked at the food tray, "You didn't eat?! You must want it the hard way then."
She moved back in the bed and said huskily, "Peter, please. you don't have to do that. You don't love me as you think. You deserve someone better than me."
His eyes darkened with desire, "I know. But you're mine. You've always been mine. And I'll get you right now and right here."
He held her ankles firmly and fast that she gasped in pain, pegged, "Please don't. I'll make it for you. My husband will give you anything you want. He can pay you millions. Please, let me go."
He laughed when he saw her tears, "Your husband?! I thought you said you're not married."
He caught her thighs with his both hands tightly as he knelt on the bed between her legs, "I don't know, Maya. I don't believe this man even exists. I guess you were raped and forgot to take the morning after-pills."
She whined when he leaned his face between her legs to lick her panties.
She yelled, "You're sick."
He laughed again and ripped her panties in one swift, before he started licking her with his hungry tongue. She screamed when she felt his teeth biting her and his tongue plunging into her opening. The opening that no one has ever tasted except Red. She tried to kick him away, but he was holding her thighs down firmly.
When he felt her trials, he lift his head to her, "You insist on violence? I wanted it nice but you chose that."
He moved up climbing her body, before he enforce her down the bed and lie over her. She moaned in pain because of the cramps building in her abdomen. She started to scream hysterically when he forced himself inside her, started to thrust violently. He kept thrusting into her pinning her body down the bed, despite her non-stopping screams and blood oozing between her thighs.
Maya on the other hand was praying for help or mercy or even death. He was tearing her with his savage thrusts inside her constricted tunnel. She could feel her hot blood running on her inner thighs. She stopped screaming when she felt the trembling in her gut. She couldn't scream anymore. She was slowly fading away. Her tears blurred her eyes, so she couldn't see why he moved away from her abruptly. She could only see the black face approaching her. She knew she was hallucinating. Though she held onto her last hope, even it was delusional, so she whispered weakly, "Dembe." Then closed her eyes in a final moment of relief.
