Red

"I'm too expensive for you pirate, don't even get your hopes up"
He laughs a kind of laugh that would make children cry.
"Nothing is expensive to me when I can take it for free" a sinister smile erupts on his painted lips and I can't help but to laugh.
"I'm not some whore to pass around. The payment I take isn't anything you'd be willing to give me" His smile grows and grows, confident, drawing his gun up to my head.
"and what might that be"
I hold my hand against his chest, grasping his shirt above his heart

" you'll owe me your life"