Maximus stalked off to the other side of the cave. He came to a stop in front of the stairs and stared up at the rock door. He stood there and assessed his situation. He had no other way out of her, except for her to open the damn door. He couldn’t kill her because he needed her to open the damn door. Maximus gritted his teeth as anger filled him. He turned to the other side of the cave and stared at her. She was back on the bed. By the looks of it, she was sleeping. Maximus balled his hand into fists. Who the hell does she think she is, locking him in here? Does she know who he is? He asked himself with a shake of his head. She clearly didn’t know, or she wouldn’t have done something so foolish.
Maximus walked up to her. He stared down at her, and watched her chest rise up and down slow
