**Chapter 2: The Initial Resistance**

Maya's eyes never left Victor's face as he dragged her towards the bedroom. She didn't struggle, didn't try to escape, but her indifference was starting to crack. The sound of her own heartbeat was the only thing that seemed to be increasing, a slow drumbeat that echoed through her chest. Leo followed closely behind, his movements economical and ruthless. They tossed her onto the bed, and Maya's body crashed onto the soft surface, her limbs splayed out in every direction. The two men began to search her room, their movements rough and hurried. Maya's gaze locked onto Victor's, her expression unchanging. "Let me go," she said, her voice flat and even." Victor sneered at her. "Shut up and stay still." Maya's eyes flickered to Leo, who was rummaging through her dresser drawers. She didn't move, didn't try to escape, but her mind was racing. She was thinking about how to get out of this situation, how to protect herself. The air was thick with tension as the two men continued to search her room. Maya's indifference was slowly giving way to frustration, but she refused to give in to fear or panic. She lay there, her body rigid, her eyes fixed on Victor's face. He moved closer, his eyes glinting with a mixture of excitement and cruelty. "You're not going to make this easy for yourself, are you?" he sneered. Maya's response was a slow, deliberate blink. That was all. Victor's face twisted in a snarl, and he reached out to grab her wrist. She tried to pull away, but he held fast, his grip like a vice. "You're not going anywhere," he growled, his breath hot against her skin." Maya's eyes flashed with anger, but she didn't back down. She didn't struggle or try to escape. She just lay there, her body tense, her mind racing. Victor's grip on her wrist tightened, and he began to pull her towards him. As he dragged her across the room, Maya's resistance began to falter. She didn't want to give in, but her body seemed to be moving of its own accord. Victor threw her onto the bed, and she landed with a soft thud. Leo moved closer, his eyes fixed on hers, and Maya felt a surge of fear. For a moment, she just lay there, her body rigid, her eyes fixed on the ceiling. Then, she turned her head, her gaze locking onto Victor's. He was standing over her, his chest heaving with exertion, his eyes glinting with excitement. Maya's indifference was slowly crumbling, but she refused to give in. She lay there, her body tense, her eyes fixed on Victor's face. He sneered at her, his eyes glinting with cruelty, and Maya felt a spark of defiance ignite within her. She didn't move, didn't try to escape, but her mind was racing. She was thinking about how to get out of this situation, how to protect herself. The men were taking turns, their voices hushed as they spoke to each other. Maya's eyes flickered to Leo, who was watching her with a mixture of excitement and curiosity. She felt a surge of adrenaline, and her body began to respond. Her heart was racing, her breath coming in short gasps. The indifference that had served her so well for so long was beginning to crack, and Maya felt a wave of panic wash over her. She didn't know how to react, didn't know how to defend herself. All she could do was lie there, her body tense, her eyes fixed on Victor's face. He moved closer, his eyes glinting with excitement, and Maya felt a surge of fear. She didn't know what was going to happen next, but she knew she had to protect herself. Her body began to respond, her muscles tensing as she prepared for the worst. The game had changed, and Maya's indifference was slowly giving way to fear. She didn't know how much longer she could hold on, didn't know how much longer she could resist. But for now, she lay there, her body tense, her eyes fixed on Victor's face, waiting for her chance to strike back.