"I lost someone close to me in that same forest." She started. "He went hiking and then some few hours later his body was found. It was reported that he was attacked by a wild animal but for some reason my mind didn't want to believe that bullshit."
"So that's the reason you came to the forest? Just like that, if I hadn't just happened to be doing my usual parole at night you could have been dead by now."
Maria knew that he was right about that one, he saved her from impending death.
"But, at least now I know that werewolves exist."
"Ok, listen her sweetheart, simply because you know about the existence of something that many people only believe existed I fairy tales, doesn't mean you go about telling every Tom, Dick, and Harry ok."
"I am not planning on telling anybody anything, I just want to know the wolf that killed my fiancee."
"What if it was the wolf from last night?"
"My gut feeling tells me that it wasn't the wolf that I encountered from last night."
"But what if your gut is wrong?" He asked looking at her trying to know what her answers were going to be.
"My gut is never wrong, my gut has helped me solve countless cases over the years as a policewoman."
"Oh would you look at the time, I think it's time for you to take your leave."
Maria didn't want to leave, she wanted answers.
"I am not leaving." She said stubbornly.
"Oh you will leave."
"I won't and there is nothing you can do about it."
She realized that she shouldn't have said that, cause the next moment she was slung over the man's shoulder as she was carried outside.
The man completely ignored her protests, when they got outside he placed her on the ground, and she was left bewildered as she removed her hair from her mouth.
"How dare you?"
"Someone told you to leave his house and you refused to listen cause you just wanted to claim that you are very stubborn person. How in the hell do you expect that person to react."
She arranged her hair and pack it into a ponytail with the ruffles in her hand. "With respect of cause."
"Go down this corner, by your side you would see another small road from there you can head back to civilization. Plus the forest rangers won't see and probably fine you."
"Why don't you want to help me?" She said her tone if voice low. "If only I hadn't let him come to this place, none of this would have happened."
She felt tears well up in her eyes. She shouldn't be crying, much less in front of a stranger, but with everything happening to her nowadays it's like the universe wants only her to suffer.
She covered her face with her hands and began crying, she was tired. So tired, she fell to her knees and began crying even harder.
She heard a small rustle in front of her, she looked up and saw the man standing above her, he had a look that she couldn't decipher but it was definitely a look of sadness being displayed on his face.
He bent down so that they could meet at eye level.
"I honestly wish I could help you, but I can't. I have something important to do, and it took a lot of planning for it to show forth. I'm sorry, I just can't find ways to inculcate you in it." He said, his words much more nicer than before.
Maria nodded her head, sniffling while using the back of her hands to wipe the tears away from her face.
"It's ok, I guess I would just figure it out myself." She stood up and began walking away from him.
She felt a hand grip her upper arm in place, and she saw herself looking at his mesmerizing blue eyes once again.
"Don't do anything stupid, look I know the death of this your boyfriend..."
"Fiancee," she corrected him.
He let out a sigh. "Sorry, I meant fiancee. Yes his death you, but there are somethings that you should learn to let go off. This is one of them."
"But I don't want to let go, I need to find the bastard that killed my fiancee." She said her tone of voice getting serious.
"Listen here Miss...." He trailed off, cause he didn't have the knowledge of her name.
"Maria."
"Miss Maria, I repeat again, don't do anything stupid. That's all I would just tell you." With that he retreated back to his house, Maria watched him leave.
Everybody this past few days have been calling her crazy cause and telling her to leave things she has no control over alone, but she doesn't want to leave things alone. She wants to know more. She craves to know more.
****
Thunderstorm could be heard from a mile away, sometimes bringing uneasiness to most people. But to Ansel it was his favorite weather.
It's a time he gets to reflect on things that he wants and wishes to do, a time he plans and strategize.
With a wine cup in his hand, he looked down at the red liquid. So far he have had quite the number of it and yet he didn't feel quite tipsy, not even in the slightest.
Drinking out of it, he turned his attention to the man standing in front of him. Antonio stood there awkwardly shifting his weight from one feet to the other, even though it's been years that he has known Ansel he still felt awkward around him.
"You called sir?" He said in a slightly timid voice, something that Ansel found quite adorable.
"Hmm, yes I called. I just wanted to know how things are going on your end?" He said dropping his wine glass back on the dresser that was closed to his bed.
Antonio visibly relaxed a little when he heard the reason for him being called there. "Perfect sir, things are going very perfect on my end."
"That's good." Ansel then took some few steps closer to him, which made Antonio tense up a bit.
The space between them was completely closed, as Ansel placed his lips directly above his ear with a soft whisper that Antonio couldn't comprehend cause he felt Ansel palm his crotch area.
Which caused a soft moan to escape his lips, he felt him rubbing at it. Antonio wanted him to stop, but due to fear and pleasure over taking him he couldn't speak up.
Antonio felt himself ejaculate into his pants, with some pouring onto Ansel's hands.
Ansel looked at it with absolute disgust.
"Ew," he said shaking off his hands to remove the stain of cum from it. While Antonio stood there embarrassed.
"Get out of my room." The tone in Ansel's voice made Antonio left his room, afraid that he might do something terrible to him if he doesn't leave his sight that moment. He didn't have the balls to disobey him.
When Antonio left, Ansel went to the bathroom, washed his hands clean and then went to lay back on his bed. Closing his eyes and drifting off to sleep.