**Chapter 1: Uninvited Guest**

The warm water cascaded down her curves, washing away the stress of a long day. She let out a contented sigh, feeling the tension melt away as she stood under the showerhead, her eyes closed in bliss. The soap suds slid down her voluptuous body, clinging to her curves before rinsing away, leaving her skin feeling smooth and clean. She was lost in her own little world, oblivious to the danger lurking outside. The sound of shattering glass pierced the air, and her eyes snapped open. She froze, her heart racing as she turned to face the entrance of the shower. A dark figure stood in the doorway, his eyes fixed on her with an unnerving intensity. The water continued to pour down, creating a misty veil that surrounded her, but she felt exposed and vulnerable. She tried to speak, but her voice caught in her throat. Her mind racing, she quickly assessed the situation. She was alone in the house, and her phone was in the living room, out of reach. Panic began to set in as the stranger took a step closer, his eyes roaming over her body with a hungry gleam. The woman, whose name was Maya, instinctively raised her hands to cover herself, but then she remembered she was still holding the soap. With a surge of adrenaline, she gripped the soap tightly, her knuckles white with tension. She tried to appear braver than she felt, standing tall under the water, her eyes locked on the intruder. The stranger's gaze lingered on her curves, and he took another step closer, his movements eerily calm. Maya could see the bulge in his pants, and a wave of fear washed over her. She knew she had to think fast if she wanted to get out of this situation alive. "What do you want?" she demanded, trying to keep her voice steady. The water continued to pour down around her, creating a soothing background noise that contrasted starkly with the tension in the air. The stranger's eyes flicked away from her body, taking in the bathroom. His gaze landed on the small, cluttered space, and a look of disappointment crossed his face. "I've been watching this place," he said, his voice low and gravelly. "I thought there was something worth taking here, but I don't see anything of value." Maya's eyes narrowed, unsure what to make of this revelation. Did he not want to harm her, or was this just a ruse to gain her trust? She remained still, her grip on the soap unyielding, as she waited for his next move. The stranger's eyes returned to her, and a cruel smile spread across his face. "But I have to admit, you're quite a surprise," he said, his voice dripping with malice. "I've been looking for something to satisfy my... desires. And you, my dear, look like you might just fit the bill." Maya's heart sank, and she knew she had to act fast. But what could she do? The water poured down around her, a comforting sound that did little to calm her racing thoughts. She was trapped, and this stranger seemed determined to have his way with her...