Time

For the first two weeks, Anika was cautious with her every action, she was confused, after the first night, Klaus hadn't touched her sexually, especially after she had woken up more sore than ever, her body still in bad shape. The beatings and having sex had only worsened her discomfort, once the endorphins had evaporated, and her overwhelmed brain had managed to make synapses, she had stayed away from the man...more or less.

Even though Klaus was being considerate of her injuries, and keeping his hands to himself, they still shared a room so his gray eyes followed her like she was some strange animal, but it wasn't that look that made the hairs on his hair grow. His skin crawled with fear, sometimes Klaus was completely lost in himself, his gaze turning dark and determined and terrifying.

Other than that, he spent hours locked in his office, which gave Anika some time to explore the cabin, not that she had anywhere to go anyway, the front door was unlocked, she knew that, but the car