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CHAPTER 2:
Orlando woke up from a slightly ticklish prod in his abdomen which made him cough up and breathe sharply before opening his eyes thinking he’d pin the man with the prodding tool to the floor and box him dead, but as he woke up, he found himself surrounded by over twenty men of all shapes and sizes.
Then again, they were speaking Spanish and as he looked around he couldn’t miss one of the tallest men present. He was around six feet tall but since Orlando was still on the floor he couldn’t be precise. The man had narrow bonny shoulders that were barely shown by the loose black shirt he was wearing along with the loose black breeches that were tucked into sparkling black boots. This man was also wearing a cap and a brown hat with two pink feathers over his head. He could barely see the mans face even from below but still he noticed the sharp jaw line and the tightened lips , before suddenly the man spoke “ You’re English? Or French?”
Orlando then realized that this man was still a boy, had still not reached his manhood since he had a husky, soft, smoky voice and as he had expected, the very tall boy also had a Spanish accent. As he tried to rise from the floor, he was pushed back by a short stocky middle aged man. Orlando noticed that this man was holding a cane, probably the cane that prodded his abdomen and he raised to hit the man before he heard the boy shout out loudly “ Parar! Jose tapar se!”
He figured that the boy scolded the cane man – Jose- and was shocked to see some of those men shudder with fear. Were they really scared of a young boy who was still not even a man? He wondered curiously why as he stood up to face the boy and to his surprise he had been right, the boy was six feet tall after all!
“Why are you on my ship ? Speak before I cut your head off!” shouted the boy madly.
The way the boy threatened him, made Orlando want to laugh but instead he took a couple of steps closer to the boy until the boy’s head bumped to his chest and he said “ You don’t scare me, child.”
“Kho are you calling child?” said another stocky man with an accent that couldn’t slip any ear then continued “Khave you no idea kho Capitan Espada iss?”
“Marco, this man obviously knows nothing about the sea or he wouldn’t have been sleeping in the barrel out on the helm’s deck in the middle of December. He wouldn’t know me.” Replied the boy scornfully not renouncing his spot or stepping back, just tilting his head downwards so Orlando’s chest wouldn’t brush his face any more.
Meanwhile Orlando was remembering where he had heard this name before and winced in surprise when he finally did “You’re THE Capitan Espada?! The notorious pirate treasure hunter Espada? I thought you we’re a legend or a myth, not a fourteen year old tall boy!”
“My grandfather was the first Espada and I’m not fourteen, I’m nineteen you big ogro!” he answered spitefully.
“With your smooth edges and soft voice, I’m sorry to say you lack manhood...” replied Orlando in half a grin before hearing one man mutter something in Spanish and all the crew starting to laugh as hard as possible causing two of the crew members to tumble on the floor from laughing.
“I lack manhood.. Is that so??” said the boy sarcastically and within seconds he yanked off his hat and cap in one move revealing long rich mahogany hair and the most beautiful woman Orlando had ever set eyes upon.
CHAPTER 3:
Orlando’s eyes were still wide with surprise and admiration. This woman was beyond the limits of beauty, a slight cinnamon tan for her skin color probably inspired by the sun. Beautiful, wide, dark honey colored eyes with black gypsy eyelashes surrounding them. A pair of wildly tempting, full, lush lips. A pair of dark, flattery, arced eyebrows and the most amazing facial bone structure, for when she gritted her teeth madly at him showing their whiteness her cheek bones seemed to rise to compliment her beauty. He had bedded pretty, very pretty, extremely pretty but one look at this pirate was all it took to have him wanting her terribly , he forgot all the various girls he had been with...
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This is chapter 1 of my newest novel My Pirate Lady
RomanceWhen family tragedy strikes and the charming Lord Orlando Warlock learns that he is to be the Newest Duke of Hastings, he literally chickens out.. He is anything but ready to take over the family legacy. And so, unmanly he escapes and finds himsel...