"Dear, why are you pointing a dagger at my throat? Why don't we just sit down and talk this all out."

The man on top of me chuckled bitterly before leaning in. Jesus even his smell was attractive. G.o.d is this some sort of test for me?

"My dear wife you have closed off all opportunities for negotiation ever since you stepped onto my bed."

"f.u.c.k!"

The man sat back in surprise.

"f.u.c.k? Since when have you had such a sailor's mouth?"

With my position I have deduced three things. One, this man seems to know me but I don't know who the f.u.c.k he is. Two, he seems to be some ruthless criminal or tyrant. Three, I think that I have actually died and this is what h.e.l.l looks like.

As a history buff I looked around the room. Wherever this was, it was filled with artifacts. My eyes appraised the wooden floors and walls. As well as the old sea inspired paintings which hung. Despite being on the bed I could feel like there was something moving. With this in mind I can deduce that I'm on some sort of s.h.i.+p. I slapped my cheeks in realization.

Holy s.h.i.+t. Holy s.h.i.+t. Holy s.h.i.+t. I was on some sort of human trafficking s.h.i.+p! And this a.s.shole must be the leader.

"Where are the other girls?"

The man looked at me in shock and smiled as his lips started to shake. This a.s.shole was trying to hold back his laughter!

"What other girls? Is my wife already jealous? Don't worry sweetie you're the only one I need."

The b.a.s.t.a.r.d then leaned in and looked at my lips. I took this as an opportunity and kicked him back. He winced as his back hit the headboard of the bed. I took the coat that was lying on the floor and covered myself with it. I then ran out of the room into the corridor. The floor creaked as I nimbly ran.

Okay, calm down. If indeed this was a human trafficking s.h.i.+p I have to calm down and find the others. Once I do we can make a plan and escape this s.h.i.+p. The coat which sat on my shoulders smelled just like the b.a.s.t.a.r.d. I have never killed anyone but I'm gonna kill this man.

Ugh. My back feels as if it's going to break in half. And it was my first time! Memories of the sultry night filled my mind. s.h.i.+t! I covered my nose as it bled. Since when have I been capable of doing those sort of things? My innocent parents would both fall to the ground with strokes if they heard of this. When I get back home I'll just have to try to hide this fact. Is this all because I was a virgin for over 18 years?

Whatever. Now I have a bigger problem. The a.s.shole is running behind me!

"Mila! Stop! Why the h.e.l.l are you running? I thought that last night was pretty goo-"

I threw back a compa.s.s which was in the coat on his face. A red mark now on his perfect Roman nose.

"f.u.c.k! You b.i.t.c.h!"

Yeah, yeah I'm a b.i.t.c.h, scream it to the rooftops, why don't ya? Oh my G.o.d what type of person am I becoming? I have always been the innocent cute girl in cla.s.s who achieves the best grades and says "Yes ma'am" and "yes sir". One night of s.e.x and I've turned into such a monster. G.o.d above have mercy on this sinner.

I saw light at the end of the corridor! Freedom! I reached out to the light only to have arms wrap themselves around my waist from the back.

"Release me you shame of a human being!"

The man then carried me like a princess. This was far from romantic. I actually felt like a rag doll.

"I, Baron, am not a shame of a human being."

He then leaned in and whispered in my ear.

"Sweetie you weren't so rebellious yesterday. Your sweet moan-"

I cupped his mouth with my hands as my cheeks flushed.

"Shut up and take me to the others. I am willing to negotiate anything for their release."

The least I can do is let the others escape. After that they can send for a s.h.i.+p or helicopter to save me. I smiled. This is a win-win for me.

"Beg."

What the f.u.c.k? All he needs me to do is beg? Baron set me on the floor as I knelt and clasped my hands together.

"Please, oh merciful, and handsome man let the others go. They have done nothing and don't deserve to be trafficked in such a way."

The shame I felt is only a price for the well-being of the others. I have always heard in the news that human traffickers always took in young kids. They must be shaking in fear right now.

Baron laughed as he looked at me.

"Is your fiancé one of the men that I have locked up?"

Fiancé? What the f.u.c.k? I looked up at him in confusion. Was he not my fiancé? Then why was he calling me wife this whole f.u.c.king time?

"I don't have a fiancé so stop your s.h.i.+t and let them go."

He then cupped my face. I winced as his grip increased.

"All the men that I have locked up were on your s.h.i.+p. There was a particular one that had protested when I said that I would take you for the night yesterday."

Oh s.h.i.+t! It must have been my cousin Jerry who was on the cruise with me. I stared back at Baron with a newfound hatred.

"What did you do to him?"

His grip on my chin only intensified. What the h.e.l.l? Its not like I was this man's property, why was he being such a jerk?

"I thought that you didn't have a fiancé? Why do you care about this man so much?"

"He is important to me."

It was like I had set off a ticking bomb. Baron's cool composure was now unruly and furious just like a pirate's. His green eyes dark with anger. He pulled my hand hard and almost dragged me across the corridor.

"Hey release me! Where the h.e.l.l are you taking me?"

"I'm taking you to see the death of your fiancé."

No. No! My cousin Jerry was now going to die all because of my big mouth. I have to do something. Baron then threw me in the ground in front of a cell. I covered my nose from the smell of blood and excrement. I looked into the cell and scratched my head. What the h.e.l.l?

All the men inside the cell looked like criminals. Tattoos covered their chests. Their faces pierced and the expressions hate filled. As soon as they saw me their threatening expressions melted away and turned gentle.

"Miss Mila!"

Have I met these people before? And why did they call me Miss Mila? One young boy care up to the iron bars and took my outreached hand. He was quite the cutie. His eyes the same brown color as mine. His red hair s.h.i.+ning under the lamp.

"Mila! What did that b.a.s.t.a.r.d do to you? Are you okay?"

I nodded. Did I get amnesia after yesterday's event? The boy spoke again.

"Mila, we promise that we will get our s.h.i.+p back. Just wait for us to save you from this hoodlum."

s.h.i.+p? I didn't own a s.h.i.+p. That was when a lightbulb s.h.i.+ned in my mind. I fell back in shock. The men in the cell cane up to the iron bars and cried out.

"Miss Mila!"

I started to hyperventilate. One word came to my mind. Pirates. I must've died yesterday and reincarnated into some pirate girl's body who had the same name as me. Or I must've transported back in time. I started to shake all over. Holy f.u.c.k. Holy actual f.u.c.k!

I smacked the wood floor with my hands as sweat fell down my forehead. Baron put his hand on my shoulder. I slapped his hand away and looked at him.

"Get the f.u.c.k away from me."

His expression went from pained to furious. He carried me in his arms once more as I desperately pushed him away. I screamed and slapped his arms which carried me. The men behind the cell turned livid as they continued to call out for me. Tears fell down my cheeks as my reality sunk in. I was never going to see my parents again.

I was never going to see my friends whom I've known for over ten years again. I'm never going to go to my college and study about history again. My heart shook with grief. My parents and friends must be devastated.

I stopped struggling as I shook with sobs. I then calmed down. This wasn't the time to cry. The people down there in the cell seemed to know the person I was in. But in the morning when I looked in the mirror I looked exactly the same as in my previous life. This meant that I must've time traveled to this place or entered another possible dimension.

I looked at the Baron. His expression was filled with concern.

"Baron put me down. I won't run like last time."

Baron sighed and put me down gently. I stood up and looked at him. The best course of action was to make this man my ally. As I looked into his eyes. I was a.s.sured of the fact that if I kept him as an enemy I'll be seeing death for the second time sooner that I'd like to.

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