Enduring the Storm

Chapter 19 Dinner Discussion

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Brooke's POV

Owen pushes my chair in as I look back at him giving him a small nod of thanks, he has helped me out a couple of times and is gentle about it which I can appreciate since the Captain is nothing like that. He just glances at me before quickly looking away as he leaves the room shutting the door behind him. I find my eyes following him as I look back at the door, wishing I could go with him and just worried about what this man has planned for me in here.

"You like him?" He asks me getting my attention as I shake my head automatically before making eye contact with him. I make sure to give him a look like he has grown a second head on his shoulders because I want him to believe that response since I don't want any extra issues while I am here. He smiles at me looking as if he doesn't belive me so I state for him to hear, "I can't say I like him because I don't know him." His fake smile grows, making it seem creepy as he states, "and yet you stare at him longingly." I scoff at that spatting, "I don't long for anyone, get your facts straight."

He laughs at that comment before saying, "Ok.. let's get the facts straight." I just nod my head suspiciously before watching him stand up then lean over the table, putting bread, meat and an apple on my plate. He fills my metal glass with wine as he sits back down. He picks up the glass waiting for me to do the same, I give in before grabbing the stem of the glass tightly in my hand and lifting it, before he states. "What a pleasant surprise this is to have you join me Brooke... now let's get to know one another better."

He cleans over the table clinking his glass to mine as he lifts it again then putting it to his lips to take a drink. "Take a drink, it is a fine wine." he says to me as I smell it then stare into the glass. "My dear, I have no reason to poison you.. I plan on keeping you here for a while with me." I look back down at the glass before taking a small sip of the dry sweet wine. It causes me to cough lightly as he laughs then states. "Yeah it's a little dry, but still good.. I paid good money for it." I nod looking around the room as I take another drink needing the liquid to help me calm down in this stressful situation.

It gets easier to drink the wine as I find myself tipping it back and taking the rest down my throat as he chuckles then standing up and leaning over the table to pour me another glass of wine. I slowly nod at him, still suspicious of him of course as he starts. "Ok.. so lets start.. how did you end up at the BuaBua Tribe lands?" I take a drink before looking away thinking of my answer. "My boat capsized in a storm and I washed up on the beach. I didn't have a choice in the matter." I quickly respond as I counter that question. "What were you doing there?" I ask him as his eyebrows raise.

"I was wanting to just get to know you." he says as I retort without hesitation, "I thought this was a chance for us to get to know one another." He chuckles at my response as he nods. "You're clever and right.. alright.. I'll play.. we go to the BuaBua tribe to recrut members or to gain slaves. The BuaBua tribe gives us payment in forms of food, weapons or slaves so we will help protect them." He responds as I ask. "What do you do with the slaves?" he laughs and shakes his head. "That's not how this game is played.. we are taking turns.. So.. tell me were you the only one on your boat before it capsized." I roll my eyes but nodding at him as he puts his hand to his ear. "I didn't hear your answer."

"Yes I was the only one on the boat because it was my boat." I snap at him taking another sip before a bite of the bread as he laughs. "I like your spice." he states as I snap back. "Answer my question.. what do you do with the slaves?" he chuckles at that question responding. "Now that is a complicated question.. are you wondering what I am going to do with you or what I do with most slaves?" he asks as I swallow the lump in my throat. "What do you do with most slaves?" I ask as he lets out a deep breath.

"If they are strong, useful in some way and obedient we keep them on the ship to be apart of the crew." He sits there staring at me while chewing his food up as I ask. "And what if they are not?" he laughs before shaking his head and pointer finger at me. "Its my turn... now.. why were you on that boat all by yourself? Do you not have anyone to be there with you?" he asks as I spat back. "that is two questions.. pick one." he laughs pointing at me as he takes a bite before putting the finger to the table tapping against the wood with it as he thinks.

"Why were you on the boat by yourself?" he asks me as I reply, "I wanted to see the world." he nods at that before I inquire. "What do you do with the slaves that aren't useful to you?" he shrugs his shoulders knowingly with that snide smirk on his face. "I need to make money somehow.. being a pirate isn't the best at gaining all the riches out there so I have to do what I need to just to ensure that my crew and I are taken care of.. so I sell them.. for money, food or items that we need."

"You sell them like cattle." I spat as he spats back, "That's because they practically are cattle.. if they are not of any use to me then they will be useful to someone else." He snaps as he takes another bite of his meat that he was aggressively cutting. "Why were you on the boat by yourself?" he asks me as I snap back, "Bceause I have no one else." He nods at me before responding, "is that because you're such a c*nt?"

"No I'm such a c*nt because of everyone in my life that has left me to fend for myself or betraying me every chance they got.. Now what do you plan to do with me?" I snap back as he claps and laughs loving the banter shared between us. "You know Brooke.. I.. William Gerald the third, captain of the black santaria, thinks you might have some use to you yet." I roll my eyes as I spat right back. "You havent said what use you would have for me.. a cook, someone who cleans, useful for money exchange or what?"

I think he can sense my impatience as I take another bite, I watch as his eyebrows wiggle in a playful way, but this look is making me feel uneasy. He is a good-looking man, just not my type at all, so these flirtacious moments make me feel uncomfortable. "I would hate to spoil the surprise for you, Brooke, but let's just say I think you have the qualifications to be useful for the 'or what' section of that question." he says this, grabbing his chair and moving himself down the table but stopping right beside me. His hand lands on my leg as it rubs over the top of it. I remove his hand as I stare over at him. He takes this opportunity to reach up, pushing my hair behind me ear as if he is trying to be sensual or maybe loving, but it doesn't feel like either.

"I think that the feisty little attitude of yours could be so much fun.. for the both of us." he says in a softer tone as his hand leaves the hair behind my ear and goes down to push the cloth over my shoulder and expose it. "I am a decent cook so I could be useful in the kitchen." I try to negotiate as he laughs, pulling at my sleeve to bring it down. "Oh, malady, I have a cook." I shrug my shoulder, trying to get his hand off of me, but that just causes him to get up and circle around the table. I try to keep my eyes on him, but it looks like a predator stalking prey.

"I could help you with anything on your ship, cleaning, fixing.. I told you I had my own boat, I could be very useful out there." I still try to sway this conversation to something different because I know what he is getting at, or I assume so. He gets behind me as his hands grip and then massage my shoulders. His hold is tight getting the knots I needed out, helping me relax as much as I want to stay tense because I don't trust him, that is easier said than done when he is helping me relax so much. I feel my eyes closing as he pushes out the knots, continuously relaxing me in this moment. I hum out loving this attention even if it is from him because I deserve such treatment, like I am a queen.. I am just worried there are ill intentions hidden behind these actions.

His strong hands coax my body to lean back as he leans down while still massaging to say into my ear. "I have men for the upkeep of the boat.. no offense, but a woman is not as useful on a ship, and a lot of them think having a woman on the ship is bad luck.. besides, you deserve to be treated like a queen." My head nods, knowing how much I do deserve great treatment as he keeps taking care of me while he purrs these words into my ears. "So Brooke, I need you to do something spectacular for me if you want for me to spare you and treat you like a queen." He kisses my neck and down it as he continues to rub my shoulders.

"I don't think I have ever done anything spectacular in my life." I state breathlessly with my eyes still closed because this does feel amazing, and I haven't had a man touch me like this in a while, but I don't want this with him. his hand drifts from my shoulder down and to my exposed clevage before taking a handful of my breast as he hums in my ear. "I would place a chest of money on the fact that you have something spectacular between your legs and under this dress that would make me never regret letting you on my ship." He plays with my n****e ring on my breast as I hum out, then have to come back to reality as I realize what is really happening. He is seducing me and very well.

I breath to calm myself down so I can think straight as I try to shrug off his hand but he doesn't let go as he keeps massaging my breast while playing with my sensitive n****e because of the ring. "William.. I'm not a wh*re." I state to him as he grabs my hair and pulls my head back as he crashes his lips to mine aggressively, but man, this is sexy, I never knew I would like such treatment. "I know that." his words vibrate into my lips, causing a heat to build within me that I never asked for or wanted. He presses his lips back into mine, and to ensure my safety on this ship, I try to kiss him back.. I really do, but you can't make the body want something that it doesn't. He is an attractive older man he really is, looking like a jack sparrow of sorts, but he is just not what I want.