Clare Edwards sighed boredly, she had been staying in her mom's office for over an hour, waiting for her mom to finish her session with a patient.

Helen Edwards worked in an insane asylum and worked until late evening, not allowing her only daughter to wander around the place, in fear of her daughter getting hurt by a patient or lost. Clare understood that, but it was so boring waiting there for several hours a day, and night.

There was a TV, but no cable. The DVD player wasn't working and all the books were about handling patients and treating them. She sighed and checked her watch, it was almost 9. Her mother wouldn't be done 'till eleven. So she decided to do the one thing her mom told her not to do.

Wander around in the hallways and rooms...

She quietly opened the door and checked if anyone was out in the halls...No one. Perfect.. No one to tell her mom about this. She stepped out and closed the door behind her.

She walked around, peeking through the small windows of doors. Most of the patients were sleeping , others too occupied in what they were doing to notice her. She reached the last door, which was at the end of the hall.

She peeked in the room, the lights were on , but no one was there. She decided to go in. She opened the door and closed it quietly behind her. It was the biggest room in the asylum and there were no windows.

She stepped toward the bed. The bed was made, as if it wasn't touched. She heard the door lock. She turned around to see a dark-haired guy in black clothes stare at her with piercing green eyes. He was taller than her, much taller, a good three or four inches.

He had tan skin and a dark aura. And... He was handsome. Her cheeks turned pink. "What are you doing here?" His voice was deep, dark, threatening.

Her throat suddenly turned dry. "I-I-" He stepped in front of her and tilted her chin with his hand. He stared in her blue eyes, smirking.

Then he stepped back, taking a full view of her. She was short and had pretty auburn curls. Her eyes were a very pretty blue and she had pale skin. She wore a white blouse and a dark blue skirt that came to her thighs.

She had an innocent appearance and right now, she looked scared. "I-I have to go.." 'Such a sweet voice..' She started towards the door, her heart racing.

She felt her arm being grabbed.."I don't think so.." He made her face him. A soft whimper escaped her lips. 'Such sweet,full lips.. Wonder what they taste like...' "W-what do you want from me?"

"You shouldn't have come in here..."

Clare froze, she was afraid to move. Afraid that he might hurt her if she did. She noticed he was enjoying this, enjoying her fear of him. She looked down, not wanting to face him."Just, just let me go, please.." He didn't answer, he just stared at her. " I won't tell anyone,I promise..."

"..."

He wrapped an arm around her waist, pulling her to him. She began to whimper again. "I'll do anything..Just..Let me go.." He smirked. "Look at me.." She looked up, and found herself staring into his emerald-green eyes. And her heart almost stopped beating.

His eyes were filled lust, and that made her even more afraid. 'I'm trapped in a room,with a psycho, who'll probably rape me...' She bit her lip, looking down once again.

She regretted that she didn't listen to her mother, if she did, she wouldn't be in this situation.

He tilted her chin with his hand, staring into her beautiful blue eyes. He wanted to kiss her.. He wanted to...

"CLARE!"

He looked up, and smirked. A brown-haired woman in a white pants and a coat was banging on the locked door. Clare's eyes widened, she recognized that voice. 'Mom!' He watched the expression on Clare's face change, a smirk on his face.

He pulled her into kiss. Clare was shocked, but didn't try to fight back. It felt too good. She didn't want to pull away. 'She has such soft, sweet lips..' He slid a hand in her blouse, stroking the soft skin beneath.

She opened her mouth in shock, and Eli took that opportunity to slip his tongue in. He explored sweet cavern and gently played with her tongue, while her caressing her cheek.

Clare closed her eyes, enjoying the feeling. Suddenly she was pulled back, and her eyes snapped open. The dark-haired guy was being held by two men, while she was being pulled out of the room.

"We'll meet again, Blue Eyes.." A blush covered her cheeks, as one of the men closed the door. Helen pulled her daughter in her office and made her sit down on the couch. "I told you not to leave the room until I got here!"

Clare looked down, ashamed. "He could have hurt you!" She yelled angrily. She rubbed her temples. Then , in a more calm voice, she said " I just didn't want you to get hurt. I was worried when I came in here and you weren't in this room..."

"I'm sorry,mom..." Helen sighed, and pulled her daughter into a hug. "It's alright..Just...Don't do that again.."Clare pulled away, and nodded. They stayed quiet for a cleared her throat and asked "Who was he?"

Helen sat down on an armchair. "Well, do you know why he has room at the end of the hall? And why it's a bit bigger than the other patients'?" Clare nodded, intrigued. "Well, let's just say he's the "most insane" of all our has to be kept in there for, special reasons.. "

"But he doesn't look like he's crazy.." Helen nodded. "Exactly... But he is..."

"Why is he here anyway?"

"He killed his girlfriend because he caught her cheating on him with someone one night. He also killed his girlfriend's lover.."

"And?"

"He tied them to chairs and burned their skin, laughing at the injuries, then stabbed them several times and set the house on fire.." Clare's eyes widened in shock.. "I don't want to give the details, it's sickening, revolting.." Clare nodded.

Helen checked the wall clock. "It's almost 12, get some sleep..."

"Okay..."


Clare entered her room and removed her clothes, in exchange for a thin, comfy night gown and finally lay on her bed, thinking about him. He was so handsome,dark and...interesting.

She wasn't supposed to like him,he did terrible things,but she still liked him. He was so intriguing. She yawned. 'At least I'm safe now.' she thought, her eyes closing.

Clare felt something tickle her cheek.."Mmmmm, stop..." The tickling continued, she opened her eyes. Right above her , was him. She was about to scream when he covered her mouth with his hand. "Be quiet, or else.." He removed his hand from her mouth.

"W-what do you want?"

"To finish what I started.." He leaned down,cupped her cheek and pulled her into a kiss. She tried to push him off, but that didn't work.

She finally gave up after several weak attempts to push him off. He attacked her mouth hungrily, and explored her mouth. 'How'd he escape?'

She felt her blanket being pulled off her body, he pulled his mouth away from hers and stared at her body with lustful eyes. She had pale thighs and a perfect body. She had a nice chest size for someone of her height. He leaned down to kiss her neck.. Soft whimpers escaped the petite girl. "N-no.. D-don't.." He ignored her protests, continuing to leave soft kisses on her neck and throat.

He stroked her inner thighs, causing her to whimper some more. His hand moved to touch her sacred place. She was wet down there, he could feel through her lace underwear. He smirked and moved his lips to her ear.

"You're so wet for me, angel.." He began to rub her through her underwear. Soft moans escaped her lips. He felt himself grow hard. 'Such sweet moans..'