The captain smirked at me staring into my blue eyes, he was eye level to me and crouched in front of me.
The sailors stared and stayed quiet, the captain gave a small chuckle as I stared at him with shifting eyes.
I was terrified of this man, who knew what he would do to me.
I flinched as he brought his hand carefully down to my neck, I furrowed a brow confused then remembered the diamond neckless I had been wearing.
He grabbed it gently and gave a small smile.
He was definitely attractive, but the fact that he's a pirate, and what he's doing; makes him awful.
"Hm.. So tell me Nicole.." He started as my eyes widened slightly. How did he know my name?
"Unless you want me to personally slit your throat like your parents, I highly suggest you to do what I say." He said in a low almost husky sounding tone of voice.
He tilted his head slightly to the side as his eyes dulled into mine, his hand still playing with my neckless.
His hand slowly moved to my neck holding his grip around it lightly.
I looked at him with scared eyes; my breath hitched in my throat as he smiled dark at me.
"You got that, princess?" He asked as I nodded slowly.
He laughed loudly and took his hand away from my neck and stood up, pulling me up with him.
"What are you all staring at?! Get back to work!" He yelled at his crew loudly as the sailors flinched and quickly started to do something.
The man smirked at me and took my hand, pulling me with him to a room on the ship; tough it was hard for me to walk when my ankles were tied up.
"Ugh, would you pick up the blood pace??" He looked back at me annoyed as I frowned.
He swooped me off of my feet and carried me bridal style.
He used his foot and kicked the door open to a room, as it swung shut behind him he smiled down at me softly, but the look wasn't nice; it was more of a look to thinking what he would do with me once I was untied.
He set me down on a bed and lit a candle, the dark room finally lit up with a yellow glow as he flicked on a dull ceiling light.
It didn't give much help.
He took a knife out and looked at me.
My eyes widened as he chuckled darkly, sitting beside me.
"Calm down, love. I'm not going to hurt you." He said looking at me.
"Yet." He added as my heart beat faster.
He held my cheek softly in his hand, then pulled down the bandana around my mouth.
Everything he seemed to do, and how he did it; always seemed to be in a way of tease.
I think he had a bit of a sadistic side to him; and it terrified me.
He grabbed the knife and grabbed my wrists, turning them over and cut the ropes clean off, seeing the blood marks it made on my skin from being so rough on my skin.
He cut the ropes from my ankles as he kicked the ropes over to the wall as he set the knife down on a desk.
"There we are." He said holding my wrists in his hands gently.
He examined the cuts and gave a crooked frown.
"I told them to be careful with you. Bloody idiots." He sighed heavily with a disappointed shake of the head, followed by a slight glare.
"Are you alright?" He asked as I gave him a look of disbelief.
"Are you fucking kidding me? Am I alright?? You made them kill my damn parents!!" I screamed at him as he raised his brows almost shocked I used that language.
