Dark love

It was a very calm and lazy day. Maura never liked november. She liked the warm weather more. The whole day was almost dark. It was raining. Maura just moved into her new place. She broke up with her boyfriend. They both agreed the spark and love were gone. They were just two years together, she had to admit, he was better friend than boyfriend. She took all her belongings and left his place to move to her own. She found a small house near the forest. It was so peaceful and cheaper than a flat in the city. Maura studied languages and this place helped her in her work. She could write her book here. She decided to try work on some novel, because her friends loved her stories and her writing. She decided to work from home to concentrate on writing. It was harder than she thought. One chapter, actually the first and she remade it like ten times. Even after this, she wasn't really satisfied with it, but decided to move on. She could come back to it later. It took her almost the whole day to write two chapters. She was still not happy with her work, but decided to have something to eat and make a cup of coffee. She made herself a sandwich, she was not so hungry, however she knew she had to eat something.

She looked out of the window. She thought her eyes were playing tricks on her. There was a storm coming. Storms in colder mouths were rare, unusual, but it could happen, if the weather conditions were right. Maura was scared of storms. She ate her sandwich and drank her coffee quickly. She took her laptop to her bedroom. She would stay in bed, maybe write a little more. The storm reached its highest point. The power went down. Maura hid under her blanket. She was shaking with fear. The lightning hit nearby, she could hear the thud of the fallen tree. Maura almost jumped out of her skin. A little she knew something much worse was coming.

In the next city was a prison for the worst criminals in the country. The night of the big storm cut the power there too. The prisoners took a chance and started a riot. One of them stayed behind, he was watching and stone calm. He waited for the guards to get the situation under their control. Now was his time to make a move. He knocked out one prison guard to steal his uniform. He blended in the crowd. When everything calmed down, the guards counted the prisoners and were frightened that one was missing. They found in his cell the unconscious guard. The escaped prisoner was famous for his cruelty. He was a murder. He killed God knows how many people. He admitted to five murders, but the rumor was there were more victims. The gender didn't matter to him. He killed for the fun of it. At least that was the story. Only he knew he had a deeper reason to kill the people. He was on the path of his revenge. The people he killed were rich, they stole money from regular people and hurted them. He has reasoned every kill he made. He was no Robin Hood. Now he was on the run and heading to the nearby forest. This forest led to another city, where he had his backups. Only one problem… He got to a house he had never seen before.

When he sneaked closer, he got a great look into the bedroom and one scared woman. His basic need for sexual relief kicked in. She was stunning. His type. Curvy, dark brown hair, beautiful gray-blue eyes and that smile… “Calm down, boy! She is not worth it. Just stick with your plan”. He talked to himself. He needed to get to the city and from there he wanted to take a plane to the state, where they don't give the people to this government. He watched Maura, until she fell asleep from the fear. He decided to get his belongings.

He made it to the storage house and cleared the storage room. His plan was simple. But somehow he kept thinking about the beauty he saw. He decided to make things complicated and go back to take her with him. He was willing to take the risk, because the pull to her was almost overwhelming. He stole a car to get there.

In the meantime Maura was shocked, she slept the whole night. She made her breakfast. She decided to make a fire in the outside fireplace and eat outside. She was almost finished, when she heard a crack behind her. She turned to see a gun pointed at her.

“Oh my God!” She stood up and felt like she peed herself.

“Calm-down! I don't want to hurt you, but I will. Just do as I tell you and you will be just fine. Okay?” Maura nodded. “Good! Now go take a shower, pack all your stuff and hurry up!” Maura took a look at the man. He had his arms covered in tattoos. He was bulky. He had jet black hair and the most beautiful brown eyes she ever saw. Only one problem: He had a gun and was pointing at her. By her book he was scary.

She ran inside. She could feel his eyes on her. He was checking her out. She paused and wanted to look at him. She was shocked, when she hit his chest. His hands were on her hips and were holding her in place. She was shaking with fear. He hid his gun behind his belt on his back to look less scary for her.

“Please, let me be. I won't tell anybody, please…” Maura failed in keeping her crying in check. He picked her up and carried her to the bathroom. Without another word she started to shower herself.

He went through the house. He checked everything. Her voice was almost angelic for him. He found her laptop and her work. He went through her social media and found out she was a loner. She had just one friend, but from what he saw, this friend was not worth her trust. He decided to make her post a statement. When she came back from the shower, he told her the post.

“I NEED A CHANGE. I MOVED OUT OF THE COUNTRY TO FIND MYSELF. DON'T TRY TO CONTACT ME, BECAUSE I WILL TAKE A BREAK FROM ALL PEOPLE I KNOW. I KNOW, IT SOUNDS WEIRD AND NOT LIKE ME, BUT I REALLY NEED TO TRY SOMETHING NEW.”

Maura posted it. It was funny. It was really good and so… her. She had no problem with packing, because she never unpacked everything. He was surprised, she didn't even fight him or beg him more.

“I am Max Cambell and you?” He spoke suddenly. His voice was calm, calculated.

“Maura Grace, but you already know. You were going through my… everything.” Maura paused, because she realized she was too reckless.

“Big mouth, but still listening to orders. I like you,” he winked at her. Maura was so confused and just turned to continue her packing, when the realization hit her. “Max Cambell you said?” She looked at him with fear in her eyes. He nodded. Maura froze for a moment and then tried to run to the back door, but Max was faster and grabbed her. He threw her over his shoulder and snapped her ass. “Let me go! You are a killer! Let me go!” She was panicking.

“Shut the fuck up, angel!” She didn't listen to him.

He took her to the bedroom and threw her on the bed. He pinned her hands over her head and kissed her. She was fighting him, but he bit her lip and gained full access. During the kiss, he took off her jeans, panties and even a shirt with a bra. When he loosened his grip on her hands to get her naked, she smacked his face. It just turned him even more on. She had no chance, he was too strong and all over her. He undone his zipper and without consideration to make her wet pushed inside. Maura cried out in pain. He was thrusting in her wildly and with his size deeper than everybody else. She wasn't willing to give in to him, but she wasn't able to hold back any longer and came with a loud scream. Shortly after he was filling her with his seed. It could be a problem. He used no condom, she wasn't on birth control and had no clue what he got in store for her.

“I never had to force a woman to have sex with me… But you angel got the worst out of me just with one look at you. Stay here, I will clean you up.” Maura was crying. She was confused: How it is even possible to come during the rape? Max was soon back. He took care of her, even put back on her clothing. She tried to get on her feet, but failed. Max catched her, so she wouldn't fall. He made sure she had everything in the car.