I began to slowly open my eyes, I felt like my head was killing me as well as my back. With my vision still blurry, I looked around to see where I was. I saw the same portraits that I had seen before when the brunette girl took me with that brunette, so I assumed I was in the same room. With some difficulty I got up, remaining sitting on the bed. I noticed that my hands were no longer tied and I rubbed my wrists at the sensation the rope had left. Then I remembered the fingers of the blonde girl then I caressed my arm, watching how a purple mark began to form.
Trying my luck I tried to stand up and luckily my legs didn't give way like they had last time. I took advantage of the fact that no one was watching me to walk towards the door, I needed to get out soon before these crazy people did something to me.
In my head the word slave was repeated over and over again, as if that were to happen. I wouldn't be anyone's fucking slave. I would escape from here at any cost.
I was about to push open the door when I heard someone clear their throat behind me. I froze, feeling a chill run through my entire body. I slid my trembling hands down the wood and slowly began to turn around. My eyes met some very striking brown and undoubtedly mysterious.
How the hell hadn't I seen her?!
"Where do you think you are going?" She spoke with a hard voice. "I thought it was clear to you that you would be my slave."
I opened my mouth only to close it again, I couldn't think clearly. She in a way intimidated me, maybe it was because of how she looked at me with her raised eyebrow or how she crossed her arms while moving her fingers impatiently.
My eyes widened when I saw the girl leave her place behind the desk and walk in my direction. She stopped in front of me leaving very little space between us and giving a strong knock on the door placed her hand near my head, cornering me.
"Answer!" She almost yelled, frowning, "Were you planning to escape?" She asked, staring at me.
I shook my head a little scared, although the woman looked like someone fragile could tell she was a bit rude. So I understood three things:
The first, now I understood the reason for the reaction of that man when she cornered him, because it was just what she was doing with me.
The second, the saying not to judge a book by its cover was true.
And the third, she was fucking sexy.
I couldn't help moderating my lip with my last thought. If we weren't in this confusing situation, I would really try something with her.
"I will repeat it again, now you are my slave. If you try to escape again I will not hesitate to kill you" the index finger of her free hand began to climb from my breasts covered only by my underwear to my chin, lifting it a little "Remember it" she whispered now near my ear.
I swallowed hard at her threat.
Would she really try to kill me if I didn't obey her orders?
Thinking about that possibility terrified me and I was not willing to discover how true her words were. She pulled away from me with one last look, then jerked me away from the door causing me to recoil and fall onto the bed.
"Hey Normani!" She yelled when she opened the door.
Immediately the brunette girl from before appeared in front of her.
"What's wrong Captain?" She asked with a firm voice but her lips showed how she was hiding a small smile.
"I want you to give this woman some clothes, after that put her to clean the deck," she ordered.
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Dreams on Waters - A Camren Fanfiction
FanficThis story is from the amazing author @XXIV-VII on Wattpad. Lauren Jauregui never imagined that when she opened her eyes she would wake up in a strange place, much less than she would on the deck of a ship, tied to a mast. At 23 years old, she will...