10 feet Under

Chapter 4

Chapter 4:

Marino's POV

I leaned over the railing of the ship, and took a long drag of my cigarette. "You've really outdone yourself now", I thought.

Nadlynn was the heart and soul of the Paradox Pirates. The living symbol of youth, desire, and perseverance. If Captain Jarvis ever found out his daughter was missing, he'd stop at nothing to get her back. That would make my life more complicated than it already was.

Nadlynn... Man, was she a feisty one. I could see why she was loved so much by her crew. The way she was quick to criticize, and wasn't even scared of me one bit. I mean, she wasn't even fazed by my hotness! There was just something about her... No one else could walk around with matted hair and soaked clothes, and still manage to keep their head held high.

And those eyes.... I've never seen such an intense green in all my life. Hmmm. They were actually really pretty...

MARINO, SNAP OUT OF IT.

Where the fuck did all that come from?

Anyways, I needed to figure out what to do with her. My father wouldn't care, that's for sure. He thought Nadlynn was nothing more than a "whiny brat." If I told him I'd captured her, he'd give me the same line: "You can do better than that, son." .

I threw my cigarette into the ocean out of frustration.

I hated my father. Ever since my mother died, all he cared about was wealth and power. My life was nothing but a strung out cat and mouse chase. I mean at 19, you're supposed to be partying, watching movies, and acting stupid. Not getting money the illegal way, and living half your life on a ship.

This realization made me bitter, and I performed my harsh duties to let out steam. All I ever asked for was a normal life, but my father deemed that unacceptable.

A young lady about 16 years old came running, and stopped infront of me.

"My prince, the captain awaits you."

You could tell she was trying to make her voice sound tempting and seducing, but if anything, it was a turn off.

She continued twirling her hair and batting her lashes, as if some supernatural force was making her eye twitch. Not cute.

I flashed her my prize winning smile and sauntered over to her, picking up a piece of her strawberry- blond hair, and twirling it in between my fingers. She giggled as I ran my nose down the curve of her neck , and back up to her ear.

Putting on the smoothest voice I owned, I murmured,

"Sweetheart, next time you try to seduce me, condition your hair. It's dry. Oh, and lay off of the cheap Britney Spears stuff. Big turnoff."

She gasped and pulled away from me, her and her now bright red cheeks stalking off the way they came.

I started to laugh, until tears were falling down my cheeks. Yeah, I knew how hot I was. I was hit on every day by girls of all ages. It was fun to tease them now and then.

I was stopped mid-laugh by a powerful and commanding voice, that belonged to no other then my father.

"Marino, we have a few important issues to discuss. To my office. Now. "

To prevent myself from saying anything vulgar, I lit another cigarette and took a long drag before following my father.

We got to his office and he sat in his chair, motioning for me to sit across from him. I sighed, and waited for him to speak.