Mouse games WIP

Violet sneaks through the long corridors of the gloomy mansion, shrouded in a deathly silence. She only needs a phone to get out of this damn situation, but her breathing becomes labored and her heart beats hard, prey to the fear of being discovered at any moment. One, two, three steps to the left, four down the office corridor, she was so close to achieving it, freedom was beginning to be a palpable possibility, not just a fantasy.

"Looking for something?" murmurs a male voice that she recognizes and shatters any hope of leaving that place.

Violet was slightly startled by Maddox's presence and cursed herself for not being more careful. Did she really think it would be so easy to evade a sociopath like him? There were people in the world who almost always won, others who often failed, but Maddox? He was from the small select group of people who always won.

"My love." —He says in a tone that is barely audible— I thought you wouldn't be here.

— Oh, of course you didn't believe me. —He says in an amused tone— Trying to escape again, little mouse?

Violet tries to take a few steps away from Maddox, his mere presence unsettling him in every possible way. He enjoyed playing with her mind, with her deepest desires and longings.

He knows she's lying, he can hear it in your voice. He stands in front of her and rests an arm on the wall near her head, enclosing her between the wall and him. His face is just a few inches from hers, hitting her with his breath.

—Like this? Well, here I am. What do you need? —He asks in a serious tone, with his right hand lightly squeezing her side, slowly drawing her towards him.—

A knot forms in Violet's chest, anticipating what she is aware she has just unleashed with her attempt to escape. Maddox was a dangerous person that her family should never have messed with, and now she was paying the consequences of those decisions.

The first few days in the mansion, Violet had prepared herself to suffer the worst aberrations that could come to the human mind, after all, Maddox's fame was sordid enough to add another crime and not make a dent in her reputation, however, days, weeks, months went by and loneliness was slowly eating away at her, leading her to seek any contact, and he was the only human being she saw.

Loneliness, that was the weapon that Maddox used to take over Violet's body.

She approaches him, caressing his face with her left hand and hugging his hip with her right. Near the pocket where her keys are. It wasn't the best plan, but definitely if she spent five more minutes she would end up being fornicated on the elegant carpet of the office, the worst thing? Is that she would enjoy it.

He feels how her fingers are dangerously close to his right pocket, he watches her carefully while he remains relaxed. Maddox allows me to pet him and get close to him, although he remains serious as always, analyzing every movement.

— Oh, my little mouse, I love it when you try to escape. Could it be that you unconsciously want me to eat that beautiful treasure you carry between your legs? That's why you want me to be furious, because I love devouring you when I don't like your behavior.