It's not like I'm gonna marry him or something.
She changed into different attire – when the boats docked during their trips, the crew was allowed to change to casual– they could roam the island while their guests were out.
Mario knew her wardrobe – and he knew what ship she sailed on. She didn't have much disguise – but she hoped, the dressing her usual close went through the law for a little while.
She felt the chains were wrapping around her – the pressure from Brian to leave, the pool towards Adrian, and now, the brick and terrifying wall that is Mario.
Last time that she had arrived without money – was definitely her last. But, that didn't mean the Mario wouldn't still teach her a lesson. He had his sick ways – and all thanks to stupid Duncan.
She had changed into beachwear – short shorts and a bikini top with a loose and thin T-shirt hanging over. This was her usual outfit – allowing her to head to the ocean whenever she wanted – but still be decent enough to shop around.
She had taken her money – impacted to a smaller envelope, placing it into a pocket and the front of her shorts – one with the button, she had added the button for times like these. Veronica had needed to change a lot about her life – when Duncan left high and dry.
The pain of that the trail – still lingered. Even now, she felt like Adrian might be doing the same thing – simply using her.
She stepped out of her room – she could hear the glittering voices of the women down the hall. Now there were only a few of them left – so there rockets was not as loud.
She peaked her head around the corner – she didn't like for her clients to see her in her casual wear – but also, she didn't want these women to see her. The jealousy was still within her. One of the women would be the Prince's wife. And, she simply could only handle one thing at a time.
As the ladies left, she snuck down through the hallway – she also wanted to avoid Brian.
During times like these – when they had docked, she often found them in his room, unwilling to open the door.
She shuttered – a new thought came across her mind – am I doing all this for a taste of freedom, is it worth it?
But, she walked in the other direction – she didn't want to face that question right now.
She reached the front of the ship – all she had to do was go through the large doors which entered into a tight hallway, that led to the plaintiff down to shore.
She said through doors – what she the cost behind her. It was a husky voice.
It sent a chill through her immediately – and she turned slowly to face Adrian.
His glistening green eyes looked down at her, almost sad.
Veronica instinctively cocked her head to the side, "Are you okay sir?"
He had a small smile – and then, his eyes looked down her body – taking in her bikini and shorts.
She felt a blush hit her immediately.
They stared at each other for a moment – and the smile on the Prince's face grew wider.
He stepped into the hallway with her – the hall was small and cramped, so they were nearly chest to chest when he walked in.
Her heart started to be rapidly.
"You can call me Adrian, by the way." His eyes lingered continuously from her face down her body.
She wanted to arch in to him – to feel his body, completely forgetting about the jealousy and anger she felt earlier.
"No – I can't do that sir."
He held up a hand, "If I don't insist – then it will be an order."
His green eyes glistened – she could look into them forever. Veronica nodded slowly.
Adrian looks down the hall – towards the court where the women had walked through.
"So – hear you're headed into Montenegro, too?" He looked like he was blushing.
She nodded – the hallway was getting hot.
He smiled, putting him behind his head and rubbing his neck, "Well – since you've been here before – I was hoping, no I was kind of ordering you to show me around?" It sounded less like an order and more of a request. He seemed to look around nervously – as if he wasn't used to asking for company – real company.
Veronica's head nodded without giving her a chance to think – "Of course sir."
His eyes snapped her – with a side grin.
Veronica corrected herself, "I mean – of course, Adrian."
At that moment, the shadow of his bodyguard appeared in the doorway. They all can fit in there – so Veronica led the way outside.
She felt bubbly – he could ask anyone – literally anyone, what was he up to?
Her stomach flipped as they descended into the busy town. It was a crowded place – a market full of buzzing the people and tiny tents, each holding unique intricacies and worldly gifts. The town was dusty – and the smell of food wafted through the air from all different directions. The sun was hot right now – and Veronica could feel the sting of the sun on her skin. She loved it.
When they descended – Adrian's bodyguard walked to several feet away – probably to avoid attention to Adrian. But, close enough to interfere if necessary. Veronica looked around the busy market – she couldn't see any of Adrian the women – they must've been fluttering about somewhere. She also felt the nerves shaking through her – there were plenty of watchful eyes about – she never knew who was working for Mario.
She looks to Adrian, "what would like to do first?"
He shrugged, "I guess look at overpriced trinkets..." He smiled. She laughed little – "oh, then you come to the right place – but, I know where the best are."
She led the way into the crowd – as they got lost among the sea of people. Adrian walks beside her – she still the side glance at him, noting his casual beach shorts and a thin tank that showed his muscles. He snapped on some sunglasses – and with his summer hair, he looked like he was almost at home, chilling on the beach.
She put on her sunglasses to – but not for the sun, but perhaps an easier way to hide.
There were always leeches everywhere. She felt the money heavy in her pocket to – her hand absently placed over it, just in case. Secretly, she hoped this will be over soon – that Brian would help pay off the rest. She prayed to find the right words – have you been thinking about them for months – to ask Brian to fork over that kind of money. She felt little bad though, she was probably marrying him for the wrong reasons – but he was still an okay guy – she tried to tell yourself.
She thought of the times that she had walked by Brian's room – hearing some moans within – she had been ready to go in kicking and screaming. But the reminder of her bruises – the ones that Mario had so easily given her – made her simply back away from the door and head back to her own work.
It was for my own safety.
Adrian her threaded through the crowd – Veronica love to be among so many people – although, she loved her time of the boat, she loved the vibe of the busy town. They stopped at a couple of cute counters – and Veronica showed him all of the little treasures that she had found over the past years. There were cute dolls – made out of magical straw and clothing – the kind that you made wishes on. There were some small wooden balls, attached to strings – where the kids would try to toss them in the air and catch them. And, of course – Veronica's favorite – the small but intricately painted tokens that resemble some of the people here. Adrian smiled at each counter – picking up every single item that she pointed out. He looked over them – as if seeing something for the first time. But, Veronica knew that he had been all over the world.
But, maybe – he had never seen it like this. He held each object in his hand – afraid to break it – and with each stop, he always forked over some cash to buy it.
They walked through the canopies, fresh fruit in their hands.
"You know, you don't have to buy every little single thing I suggest?"
He bit into a mango fruit – "But then, how would I know if your suggestions are correct."
She
smiled, "So – you are going to pick up every little single thing I suggest – just to see if I'm right?"
He smiled a brilliant smile, "If I have to."
He bit into the mango – slurping at the fruits juice, he let out a little moan – as he enjoyed the taste.
A flutter of heat went down Veronica's Valley – and she felt a blush hit her cheeks. She watched as his tongue gropes at the fruit – and suddenly, she realized that he was staring into her eyes – as he stuck in the mango. Their eyes locked – and Adrian let out a soft moan. Veronica gasped quietly.
She took a step back, quickly turned back into their path – blushing hotter than the sun itself. Agent galloped and step aside her – finishing the mango with a smug smile on his face.
"What else did you want to do?"
He looked at his watch – "Not much time left actually – Megan has me getting drinks with the ladies in a few."
Veronica nodded – she had forgotten that he was supposed to meet the women at a nearby lounge – more matchmaking.
She looked around behind them – realizing that something was missing, "Where did your bodyguard go?"
Adrian was behind him – a puzzled look on his face, "He must have gotten lost." He chuckled a little.
Veronica felt a small twist of fear, "Oh – maybe we should look for him –" she reached and grabbed Adrian's hand, to stop him from walking.
Adrian looked down at her hands – and time seemed to freeze for both of them.
They were in the furthest parts of the market – it was quite earlier – there were more canopies and more shade, and more hidden little passages.
Veronica suddenly felt the need to push him into one of the passages – and let him to get manager her.
Adrian's green eyes fluttered from their hands back to her face – a red blush hitting his cheeks.
"Were fine without him," his voice was low and husky her.
Adrian's hand felt a warm and rough – he had not moved his hand from hers. She felt like it was wrong – but still, she twirled her fingers around until they intermixed with Adrian's. She looked to him it – he gulped, and he squeezed her hand back.
She bit her lip – thinking that maybe she really should push him into the dark – give herself to him, finally.
"Well, well, well," a thick voices said up behind them from the shadows.
Fear struck Veronica so hard her world spun.
Chapter 19
The look on Veronica's face said enough—he had never seen her look so scared and small.
No wonder his little games didn't phase her.
Adrian turned to face a large and hulking man behind them. The guy looked like a gorilla—he was huge.
His arms were almost as big as Adrian's thighs and his mug looked mean and scarred. Adrian felt annoyance rise within him—of all the times to interrupt?
"Let me guess," Adrian said, feeling Veronica's hand slip from his, "You're the muscle for repo?"
The man glared at him, arching an eyebrow— "This ain't between you bitch—leave me and the little lady alone." The man was light skinned and his voice had a thick accent—he sounded like he was from Jamaica.
The man took a threatening step towards him.
Adrian felt Veronica's hand on his shoulder, she pressed her body close to his. Even in this moment, it made him ache.
"Adrian—" her voice was so quiet, "Please go—I can handle this."
Adrian placed a hand on hers squeezing it, "You're crazy if you think I'm going to just leave you."
"You heard the lady—" the man stood straight and tall, squaring to Adrian's chest. The man looked down at Adrian, sneering.
"You always pick on ladies?" Adrian could feel the anger rising—this guy should be taught a lesson—how dare he pick on her.
The man huffed, offended, "None ya business—now, scram like she said."
He felt Veronica's pull again—she shuffled with something in her pocket, "Adrian I've got this—god, I'm so sorry—"
From the corner of his eye, she saw she hand an envelope with her, she was about to hand it to the gorilla.
In an instant, the large man reached out and grabbed Veronica's wrist, yanking her towards him in a flash. He pulled her into the shadows, and Veronica let out yelp.
Adrian froze for only a moment, surprised at the man's speed.
The man dragged Veronica into the shadows and Adrian ran after them.
The gorilla turned the corner, Adrian could hear him say "Causing me too much trouble—I'll show you."
The man had walked yards within a few seconds. So, Adrian sprinted towards them.
"Please—I have the money—here!" Veronica was pleading.
The man had brought her behind the tents and the shadows lined the narrow space like a dark hallway.
Adrian caught up in a second, and slammed his hand down onto the Gorilla's.
The man looked down in surprise. Adrian twisted the man's wrist easily off Veronica's and pinned it up towards the sky.
Veronica cried out, dropping the packet on the ground.
"Didn't you hear her—she said take the money," Adrian growled.
The man looked to his wrist in shock and pain—not expecting Adrian's offense.
The gorilla growled and reached for Adrian's neck—but, Adrian slid off easily and turned around, twisting the man's arm behind his back. The man yelped in pain.
With a swift kick, Adrian knocked the man to his knees—the man groaned.
Adrian bent the man over easily, making him face the package on the ground.
"Pick it up," Adrian demanded.
The man growled, but Adrian lifted his hand higher, and the man yelled out, "Fine—fine!"
With his free hand, the man picked up the packet gingerly, afraid to touch it.
Adrian pushed the man's hand further—pushing it until they heard a loud pop.
The gorilla screamed out.
"Now, apologize," Adrian knew guys like this—they wouldn't tell their bosses they got handled—it would make them look weak.
The man sobbed once, "I'm sorry—"
Adrian brought the man to his feet, pulling at his now dislodged wrist, the man yelped.
"I didn't hear you."
The man's head snapped up to face Veronica—Adrian caught her gaze, her eyes focused entirely on Adrian.
"I said—I'm sorry..." the man groaned.
Adrian let him go—pushing him away, "Now take your money."
The man looked at them once, leering—he clutched the packet to his chest and shuffled away.
They watched as the man disappeared down the long trails of tents. No one saw them, the market bustled on the other side—no one witnessed the man dragging Veronica, and how Adrian had slammed him down.
Adrian turned to her, "Are you OK?"
He took a step towards her, picking up the wrist that had been her leash. Her eyes were wide as she shook, but she nodded.
Her held her wrist to his eyes, checking for a bruise, "Bloody fucker—he didn't need to pull that shit."
Veronica didn't say a thing, her eyes were focused on Adrian, unblinking.
He held her gaze for a moment, feeling the warmth of her wrist—it felt fine, but he wondered instantly about the moment they had earlier—they held hands, but didn't she want to run away from him earlier today?
Veronica spoke, "I—I'm fine—thank you."
They were close to each other—the small maze back here was surprisingly narrow, the small slants of sunlight shone across her eyes which were shining with some tears.
He was about to ask if she was ready to return, when suddenly she pushed herself against him. She pulled her wrist away and pushed her lips against his—clutching herself to him.
Her kiss was fierce, she pressed against him hard—a ripple of shock went through him.
She pulled back, "I can't thank you enough," her cheeks burned a pink-red, "Let me thank you."
He looked down as her hands pulled at his shorts, fi
nding their way past his zipper. His member engorged, thinking about her soft lips on his dick again. The breath left him—in instant anticipation for her sweet touch. She pulled his shorts towards her, bringing Adrian's body to crush hers against a metal wall behind them.
His body responded to hers, going hard instantly. Her hands pulled his dick free—and he thought about the sweet pleasure of popping her cherry.
But, no—not like this.
Was she doing this because she wanted to, or because he saved her?
Her lips licked his—and the thought left him instantly. He had a change of mind.
"I know how you can repay me," he stared into her eyes, he pressed an arm up against the wall, cradling her.
Her eyes looked into his—full of lust.
She nodded, licking her lips.
He brought his fingers towards his face, and placed them against her lips. Her eyes didn't leave his and as he pushed his fingers into her mouth—she automatically sucked them in, her tongue rolling around them. His dick throbbed—oh how he wanted to be inside her. He hadn't felt so much want.
But, first—he would make it up to her.
He pulled his fingers out of her mouth—her breath was heavy now, as she waited for what was next—unknowing.
Adrian's stomach pounded, he wanted to watch this desperately.
His hand moved down her stomach, and he easily unbuttoned her shorts.
She gasped, not expecting his fingers to cup her naked mound, he grabbed her into his hand.
She held her breath—not moving, as Adrien slid his fingers into her wet and hot pussy.
She let out a moan, as he pushed his fingers deeper.
Her breath hiked up, her eyes suddenly alert, "Sir—you need to know, that I'm—I've never—" she blushed, stumbling on the words.
Adrian bent down and kissed her hard, then he pulled back to whisper in her ear, "Oh—I know—and believe me that is so fucking hard to resist," he pushed his fingers in further, "For now."
Veronica let out a moan of pleasure as he began to finger fuck her—he hadn't reached her cherry and he had a feeling that his fingers would do the job just fine for now, until he could take her entirely.
Veronica gasped as Adrian's fingers picked up speed—pushing in and out of her. He pushed her body against the wall with his body—as he felt her knees weakening. She was crumbling under him.Veronica opened her legs, and Adrian took the opportunity to slide his leg in between hers—propping her up as his fingers went faster.
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