Savior

“He's gone” the man murmured against her forehead, Anika tensed, she had let herself be carried away by fear and was still completely clinging to the man, who continued to hold her gently, she pulled away, scared

"I”I'm sorry" she murmured with a shaky voice, the man had gray eyes and dark hair, he looked at her curiously, but Anika moved away  “I...”

“Are you okay?” asked the man “Should I call the police...?”

“No” Anika said automatically, terrified, involving the police would cause problems, her father couldn't find out that she was in trouble, he would kill her himself, he had warned her “No… it's not necessary”

“Are you sure?” Asked the man, not very convinced, taking a step back “An ambulance at least?”

Anika closed her eyes, not knowing what to do, too scared to decide, her heart pounding, finally the man sighed, she looked at him, ready to beg for help, but someone knocked on the door and she jumped in terror, walking away from the door, the man reassured her with a gesture and told her to be quiet, he pointed to the room in the back and Anika hesitated for a split second before going there and hiding, the room was similar to the room she had escaped from, With the exception that this one didn't have the smell of cigarette impregnated inside it, instead, the smell of male fragrance tickled her nose, she watched through a slight crack as the man opened the door, his body language changed in a matter of seconds, straightening up and responding with monosyllables and contempt to whoever was on the other side of the door, the conversation didn't last long.

Anika sighed with relief and leaned her head against the door frame, she felt exhausted and about to collapse, her body was really on the edge, but she needed to stay awake, she still wasn't completely safe.

“ It was room service” informed the man, coming towards her, seeing her supported, he cursed softly and carefully guided her to the anteroom, sitting her on the sofa “okay, enough games, what the hell is going on?” The man asked with a firm voice, forcing Anika to look at him “You don't want me to call the police or the paramedics, but you asked me for help, I'm going to need some information in return.”

"Water" she asked, frowning, the man hesitated, but with a tired sigh he got up and went to the minibar in search of a bottle of water, opened it and handed it to Anika.

“I asked for a first aid kit” informed the man, taking Anika's face and assessing the damage “What is your name?”  he finally asked, looking frustrated with the woman's lack of communication, Anika took her time, the icy water felt like glory in her sore throat, the man took a small bucket of ice from the mini bar and went to the bathroom returning with a hand towel, he wrapped the ice in the towel and put it on Anika's face who gasped.

 “Anika” she finally said, the man nodded, accepting the information, looked at the woman's hands, she avoided her gaze as she felt the way her eyes stopped at every inch of her body, examining him, evaluating

“ I'm not going to ask” the man finally said  “but if you don't plan to go to the hospital, I’m going to need your help” he complained, the room door rang again, and Anika jumped in fright, but the man gestured for her to calm down. Before going to the door, she held the ice to her face as she watched the man's back, he had dress pants and a shirt that she had stained with blood on the front. He opened the door just enough to allow her to receive what the bellboy held out to him and finally closed it after a short exchange, turning around, he was holding a small first-aid kit in her hands.

“ What is your name?” she asked hoarsely, the man left the first-aid kit aside

“ Klaus “ he answered, holding out a hand to her, she took it, and the man held it between his gently, he had large and slightly rough hands, with perfectly manicured nails.

"I promise I'll make it up to you, Klaus," she assured, raising her chin proudly, "I”I have money," she assured, the man let out a slight mocking smile.

“ I also have money, Anika” the amused man assured, before letting go of her hand and bowing “ But we are not in a position to discuss your compensation for my help”  he added “the bathroom is in the bedroom, you can wash up, I'll leave you some clothes on the bed, if you need help, don't hesitate to yell”

Anika stood still for a moment, trying to process what the man was saying, she swallowed hard, for a moment his words almost felt like a threat, but she shook her head and looked directly at him, he was a tall handsome man with a light shade of beard and eyes the color of the storm, dark hair a little long in the front, a little disheveled from the hustle and bustle, he had rolled up his shirtsleeves above his elbows as he opened the medicine cabinet, seeing Anika's gaze on he raised an eyebrow

“ Do you need help undressing?” he asked, Anika blushed and looked towards the room, not really knowing what to answer, the man sighed, almost trying to soften his tone for her “I'm sorry, I'm not good in these situations” he murmured, before offering him a hand again “i'll help you to the bathroom, you're dirty and i'm sure a bath will make you feel better”

She nodded, almost letting herself be carried away by the man, her head ached and her reasoning really seemed to have escaped through the window, she let herself be guided almost as if it were a mist, they reached the bathroom, and the man forced her to look at herself in the mirror. Anika took a couple of steps back, colliding with the man's chest, she looked hideous.

The woman had definitely seen better days, she was tall, chest length, with long brown hair that was now a sticky, tangled mess, the big brown eyes reminded him of a deer about to be run over, what which he considered an irony, the woman was in shock, it was evident from the frightened way in which she reacted to the slightest of movements, she did not seem to be processing the information correctly, which was perfect for manipulating her in her stay with him before he recovered sanity, she had been at a party, but her high heeled shoes had been lost in the middle of the fight, her pants were wet and stained, not to mention torn at the knees and one of the calves, she had a tank top and a bra that was too tight, the rest of her clothes had been used for the other part of Klaus's plan.

The woman's face was swollen, her left eye would probably look bad in the morning, her whites were red and her lip was split, her right arm was bruised and swollen, she wasn't moving it.

"That's going to take more than a couple of pain pills," he pointed out, he was annoyed, a fracture would require at least one X-ray, which meant going to a damn extra expense just to make sure the woman trusted him and wasn't Running into daddy's arms, she winced

"No... hospital" she insisted, Viktor nodded, he wasn't going to do it anyway, but the fact that she thought of hiding the incident from her father was probably one of the best news for him, so he sighed feigning disappointment, but he didn't. push.

“Well…now I'm going to undress you, understood? he asked, looking into her eyes, giving her his best confidence inspiring look, the woman didn't seem too willing to offer resistance, she nodded almost absently, making her job easier, he undressed her as methodically as he could, it would be respectful for her, he wouldn't even look at her, every move was painstaking, the woman was hurt which was definitely not something he liked, so once he undressed her, he turned on the shower and helped her in, her legs were shaking and soon, her whole body began to do it, shaking violently from crying, Klaus tensed, fear had finally hit her, so it was her most vulnerable moment, and therefore, the moment to act  “ Hey “ he said with a voice sweet, she was under the hot water, so when she got closer she deliberately let the water soak her “ you're fine now “ he promised, it was a vile lie, he thought, she was in more danger than ever “ Nothing will happen to you “ ensured He laughed, taking her in a comforting hug, feeling the feminine curves press against his body, he grimaced, the woman had a killer body, he wouldn't deny it, but even he wasn't stupid enough to turn the moment into something sexual. He was a son of a bitch, but he considered himself a respectful man.

He helped her shower, washed her hair as gently as he could, he hated the feeling of being clothed in the shower, but he had to make her feel safe but vulnerable, she was withdrawn, crying occasionally, not speaking, which made things easier for him. As for the body, he only stopped to clean it in the important areas and making sure of the most serious scratches.

Once he was done, he was drenched, but he took the time to dry her off and lead her back into the room, the first step in his plan was to get her to trust him, considering him her savior, evidently, he would have questions soon, why do that for a stranger? why risk it? The obvious answer was that only a jerk would get into an obvious kidnapping situation, but Klaus's excuse was his ruthless morality, it was the right thing to do, he didn't feel capable of seeing a woman hurt and helpless.

While the woman was sitting in the room, he got rid of his own clothes and took a towel to dry himself, he would have to send the pants and shirt to the cleaners, especially to remove the stain of dirt and blood that she had left with her face in the front of his shirt, he wrapped one of the hotel towels around his waist, looked in the bathroom mirror at the way the woman struggled with her injured arm to pull on the shirt he had left for her, that broken arm would definitely be a pain in the ass for him, sighing, he walked back into the room.

“Here” he murmured approaching the woman, who turned, again surprised by the sound of her voice, he noticed her gaze on his body, color and reason began to slowly return to the woman's eyes “I can get a private doctor”  he finally said, as he helped her button her shirt, deliberately brushing her breasts with his knuckles, the woman took a deep breath, fixing her eyes on him  “if you really want my help you will have to trust me... like me I am trusting that this is not some kind of trap to appeal to my good heart” he added, the woman looked away before nodding.

"It hurts," she finally admitted.

Once they were dressed, Klaus led her back to the anteroom, preparing the first aid kit to treat her injuries, being careful not to hurt her more than necessary.

"Thank you," she finally whispered, looking at her hands, Klaus nodded as he took out a bottle of pain pills from the medicine cabinet, he didn't need to drug her, although there was always option B, he didn't think it was necessary, making it as real as possible was the key to success, so he handed her the pills

“Here, try to get some sleep, in the morning I'll take care of everything” he assured

She looked at him for a long moment, as if wanting to say something, but finally, she gave up, taking the pills and trusting her savior.