bdsm-fiction Chapter 149 The Blonde Maid: The Captain Has Changed His Mind
Chapter 149 The Blonde Maid: The Captain Has Changed His Mind
Chapter 149 The Blonde Maid: The Captain Has Changed His Mind
"Promotion?" Danitz paused, then frowned. "Now? Brando, are you kidding me? You've already finished digesting your potion?"
He's only been drinking the potion for a short time, and he's already digested it!
"You were there the day I drank the potion, you're a lucky one, aren't you?" Lorne looked at Danitz.
"Surviving a shipwreck and finding relics while adrift, even though I ultimately met my end, those first two things alone are enough to make up for it."
He didn't dare to mention that his food "melted instantly in his mouth" back then, for fear of scaring the other person.
"Alright then." Danitz reluctantly agreed with Lorne's statement. "However, things are very tense in Bayam right now. If you have any plans, it would be better to wait a couple of days."
"The winds are blowing hard? What's going on?" Lorne asked.
Danitz walked to the window, lifted a corner of the heavy curtain, glanced outside, and then spoke.
"I don't know the specifics, but there are indeed rumors of martial law being declared in Bayam, and the Storm Church has been unusually active lately."
"Although the authorities haven't taken any concrete action yet, most pirates and bounty hunters have chosen to lay low for the time being. The North Storm Church? Could it be related to me?" Lorne thought of the thunderstorm above that primitive island.
"In short," Danitz lowered his voice, his face serious, "if you want to find Roy King, I advise you to wait a while, until the situation is clearer."
Lorne was silent for a moment before speaking, "If I want to leave Bayam immediately, can I just buy a boat ticket and leave?"
With Bayam in such a mess, it wouldn't be a bad idea for Lorne to just leave and get away from this troublesome place.
Danitz rejected the idea: "Docks are always a key area for inspection during martial law."
"Besides, almost every powerful pirate has its own people in the port. If the 'sick girl' really still wants to capture you, it's too risky for you to leave now."
"This is so troublesome—" Lorne rubbed his temples. Brando's identity was fabricated and couldn't withstand scrutiny at all. Add Tracy on top of that... Sigh!
It seems I'm temporarily trapped in Bayam.
"Let's eat something first." Danitz pushed the plate of food on the table, which had already cooled down, towards us, then couldn't help but ask out of curiosity:
"By the way, why do you think the 'sick girl' will come after you again?"
"Kill him to silence him—" Lorne replied casually.
He was indeed hungry, and after confirming that his spiritual intuition was correct, he picked up a spoon and began to eat heartily.
Although the food didn't taste very good, the calories brought a little warmth to his weak body.
After finishing his meal, Lorne looked down at his still-naked upper body and the ambiguous "red rashes" on his neck.
I feel uncomfortable all over.
He looked up and his gaze fell on Danitz's rather nice-looking linen coat.
"Danitz—" he suddenly spoke.
"What?" Danitz was sitting in a chair nearby.
Lorne looked him up and down, and said in a sincere tone, "Your coat looks very new."
"Of course!" Danitz said with a hint of pride. "I bought this at a high price before my vacation. It's made from the skin of an extraordinary creature."
Does it have an inner pocket?
"Yes, why are you asking this?"
"etc!"
Before he could finish speaking, he saw Lorne looking at him with a knowing look. Danitz's smile froze instantly.
"—What do you want to do?" He cautiously hugged his arms.
"Look, I have no clothes to wear," Lorne said, pointing to himself.
"As my best friend, you'll help me, right?"
Black Death.
When Tracy, wearing an obviously ill-fitting men's coat and exuding exhaustion and gloom, stepped back onto the deck of the Black Death,
The entire pirate crew erupted in incredulous gasps.
"The ship! Captain! You're alive!"
Tracy ignored the mixture of surprise and fear in her men's eyes. Surrounded by all the sailors, she announced her return with a blank expression.
Then, her gaze swept across the crowd, and finally, like a cold knife, landed on the three Misor.
She said nothing, only stared at him with her unfathomable eyes. An invisible pressure instantly enveloped Misor, making him feel as if he were being watched by a venomous snake.
Misor shuddered in fright and instinctively lowered his head, cold sweat instantly streaming down his forehead. He knew the captain must have noticed something.
Having given herself a sufficient warning, Tracy stopped and headed straight for her captain's cabin.
"Captain! You're back!"
A blonde, blue-eyed, and graceful maid ran out of the captain's cabin with a look of surprise on her face, wanting to rush into her arms as usual.
She was Tracy's handmaid and also her "playmate".
However, she was stopped in her tracks by Tracy's icy gaze as soon as she got close.
"Captain?" The blonde maid's surprise froze instantly, replaced by confusion and unease.
She had never seen the captain look at her like that before; there was not a trace of warmth in his eyes, only a cold indifference that kept people at a distance.
Tracy ignored her mistake, pushed open the door, and went inside without a word.
The blonde maid stood there, completely bewildered by Tracy's reaction, so Zhixin followed her in with unease.
As soon as she entered the captain's cabin, Tracy stopped, turned around, and pointed to the large bed she hadn't seen in a long time.
Upon seeing this action, the blonde maid's heart skipped a beat, and her face immediately flushed crimson.
"So that's how it is—"
She thought Tracy was only cold on the surface, but in reality, after experiencing such an accident, she had long been unable to suppress her impulse and wanted to have sex with her.
Thinking this, she lowered her head shyly, preparing to unbutton her clothes as usual.
However, what Tracy said next completely exceeded her expectations, like a bucket of ice water poured over her.
"From now on, except for necessary cleaning, you are not allowed to enter my room again," Tracy said, emphasizing each word. "Especially—you are not allowed to touch my bed again. Don't leave any trace of your scent on it."
The blonde maid stood frozen in place, her mind blank. She couldn't understand why, after only a short time of disappearance, the captain who had once doted on her had suddenly become a completely different person.
"Why, Captain—" Her eyes reddened slightly, as if she wanted to say something.
But Tracy gave her no explanation. She simply stared blankly at the blonde maid.
The blonde maid had no choice but to silently leave the room under the other person's cold gaze.
"Click."
The door was locked mercilessly.
After completely isolating herself from the outside world, Tracy seemed to have all her strength drained away. She knelt down and collapsed onto her large bed, burying her face deep in the blankets.
I'm so tired, both physically and mentally.
The journey had left her feeling more exhausted than ever before. And in the end, Lorne was taken away because of her mistake, which plunged her into utter despair.
"Brando, where have you been?"
She clutched the coat she was wearing, which still carried Lorne's scent.
Her cheeks gradually flushed, and her breathing became rapid. In her captain's cabin, which was hers alone, she clutched the men's coat.
After a long time, everything returned to calm.
Just then, a strange ripple suddenly appeared on the surface of the huge full-length mirror in her room.
Immediately afterwards, a beautiful woman with black hair and blue eyes, dressed in a pure white robe, walked out of the mirror with a smile.
"Oh my~" Katarina looked at Tracy, who was lying on the bed with her clothes disheveled and her expression dazed, and chuckled mischievously, "My little Tracy, she looks like she's having a lot of fun."
"Mother, what are you doing here?"
"Of course, let's talk about those treasures."