Devil's Prisoner of Love by Prefer

When Ivy woke up the next morning, she demanded to see their leader. Frank, unused to denying requests, shrugged. "Alright, I'll take you to meet him. Let's see what he has

to say."

"Alright," Ivy agreed, confident that if she asked to leave, their leader would allow it. If necessary, she could simply offer them more money.

However, when Justin opened the door, Ivy caught sight of Aurora, still fast asleep on a luxurious bed.

Their leader had stayed in the same room with Aurora last night. Could it be that the two of them had already...? Ivy's disdain for Aurora deepened. So many people viewed Aurora as some kind of pure goddess, but now, less than a day after leaving Julian, she had already spent the night with this man. Disgusting.

Ivy's own bed had been a tiny, shabby cot, while Aurora had the privilege of sleeping in such luxury. The room even had heating, which meant there was air conditioning, too. Ivy thought about how she'd woken up shivering multiple times during the night and felt a surge of resentment. Frank having his own room was already a luxury, as many others had to share cramped bunk beds.

"Boss, Miss Montgomery here wants us to let her off at the next port when we stop for supplies. We'll be there in a few hours. What do you think?" Frank asked, glancing at Justin.

Frank genuinely believed Ivy was a good person. The longer she stayed on the ship, the greater the danger she was in. He hoped to convince Justin to let her go.

The dim lighting on the ship last night had kept Ivy from getting a good look at Justin, but now she saw him clearly. He was tall, with a rugged face covered in stubble.

She was used to the polished appearance of corporate elites in tailored suits, and Justin's casual, almost wild demeanor felt foreign to her. His deep-set eyes, sharp as a predator's, seemed to pierce through her, making her shiver.

Despite her fear, Ivy spoke tentatively. "Thank you for saving me last night. Once I've contacted my family, I'll make sure to repay you. Please, just let me off at the next port."

voice icy, "didn't you tell her?

I'll pay you

steely as he replied, "Payment? And what

the moment she'd spoken last night, Justin had disliked her. His instincts, honed over years of survival, told him she was not as innocent as she

Ivy said, biting her lip. If Mio Walsh could casually hand Zachary five million dollars, surely he'd help her

life," Justin said, each word deliberate

her breath catching as she realized he wasn't joking. He was

frowned, trying to stay calm. "I can

cigarette. His movements were nonchalant, yet commanding. "It seems you still don't know who we are. Frank, why

her voice trembling. "Frank, who... who are

before

or fictional

known her rescuers were pirates, she would have

ocean.

now, she was face-to-face with the grim truth: warlords,

at the men surrounding her. Guns were holstered at their waists, and their eyes gleamed

heart sank. Was there anything worse than this? She had been grateful to the heavens last night for saving her, but now she

Frank admitted, lowering his head. "The kind

"you only have two options: jump into the sea and feed

beg you, please let me go! I have a family. I swear I won't tell anyone who rescued me," Ivy pleaded,