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."

tell her?

panic. "You saved me, and I'm grateful. I'll pay you

"Payment? And what exactly do you plan to pay us

a chill through Ivy. From the moment she'd spoken last night, Justin had disliked her. His instincts, honed over years of survival, told him she was not

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

life," Justin said, each word deliberate

as

She frowned, trying to stay calm. "I can give

a cigarette. His movements were nonchalant, yet commanding. "It seems you still don't know who

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

hesitated before answering. "We're...

Ivy's only concept of pirates came from amusement park rides or fictional movies. She never imagined they could exist

were pirates, she would have preferred

ocean.

sheltered life in a peaceful country, far removed from the world's darker realities. But now, she was face-to-face with the grim truth: warlords, drug cartels, and pirates weren't just

looking around at the men surrounding her.

grateful to the heavens last night for saving

admitted, lowering his head. "The kind

have two options: jump into the sea and feed the sharks,

anyone who rescued me," Ivy pleaded, her voice cracking. She couldn't imagine spending her life with these ruthless