Revenge Of The Hunter

Sink

Present.

I inhaled deeply, feeling my lungs burning from the inhale of the cigarette before pulling it out of my mouth and blowing out the puff of smoke. I looked over towards the boat. The lantern lights rocking back and fourth slowly as the yacht swayed with the soft waves that hit below the deck at my feet. Music blaring out of the speakers as the young men and women danced. I clenched my jaw, tossing the butt of my smoke on the ground and put the small flame out with my booted feet.

He took my boat.

Now I will take his life.

"Are you ready?"

I turned towards Aiden's voice, shooting him an "obviously" face and he smiled back.

"We're not going to have com's, but I'll be watching. That building has the best view." He pointed towards the building in the middle, overlooking the yacht perfectly.

"Aye Aye, Captain." I wiggled my brows and kicked off my boots, then my socks. I didn't shy away at the smirk his mouth had plastered as I continued to strip down to the bikini I had on under my clothes.

"See something you like, Mr. Braxton?" I cocked my head to the side, handing him my tank top and denim shorts.

"Always, Mrs. Braxton." He grinned and looked down at my hand. "Forgetting something?"

"Ahh. Don't want blood and guts on it already." I pulled off my rings and handed them to him as well.

He placed them in his pocket and leaned in for a kiss. "Be careful, Amore mio."

"Always." I kissed his lips softly before taking a step backward, giving him a salute goodbye and jumping off the wooden pier and into the cold water.

A week ago.

The sun beating down felt wonderful, along with the small breeze that passed by every now and then. I already have a base tan, from when we left and started our trip away from our problems a few months ago. I burned, tanned, and burned in some places again.

"Ma'me... your pina colada."

I flashed a smile at Jorge, one of our stewards on the boat. We have three, they all take shifts throughout the day and night. "Thanks hun." I said and took the glass in my hands and sipped at the straw.

Ahhh, refreshing. Just what I needed.

I grabbed the cherry stem and plucked it out of the drink and ate the fruit as I looked around. We have been docked for a little while now, somewhere in Spain, as we left Italy from a week and a half stay. I eyed the flash of light that nearly blinded me from my finger. I still wasn't used to having jewelry on, let alone a rock the size of my thumb.

I stood up, glass still in my hand as I eyed the rocky terrain around us. Yachts and boats all around us. The ocean was dark blue that matched the sky above us. It was a perfect day.

"Well hello there!"

I looked down to the dock as a man approached with another behind him. I eyed him closely. Sunglasses hiding his eyes on his tanned skin. A white shirt hugged his body along with dark blue board shorts and boat shoes. Greased back hair and rings on his fingers. "Hi." I said simply, taking a step closer. Raising a brow, I eyed the guy behind him. Dressed in something similar. His attention was around the area. Bodyguard no doubt.

"She's a beaut!" The man's accent coming out slightly within his words.

"Thanks." I raised an brow, assuming he was talking about the yacht.