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A Different Path
Introduction
The chair she sat on was surprisingly comfortable despite the fact that she had been forced into it, and she sat rigidly, glaring across the laden table at the man sitting across from her; her dark, emerald green eyes shooting daggers. Glancing around, she again counted the three other men crowded into the Captain's cabin aboard the Nimrod, one stood by the window, another sat next to the door, and the third stood next to her left shoulder, all were almost certainly armed to the teeth; they all were there to assure she didn't escape. Seething, she knew she couldn't get away disarmed as she was and trapped in the cabin with four armed men. On the plus side, she could see her things on the captain's desk. 'I guess I'll have to bide my time, and wait.'
"Well, well, lassie, not much of an appetite?"
The question brought her attention back onto the man seated across from her, the Captain of the Nimrod herself, Hector Cardona. His lewd gaze burned into hers, but she met it nonchalantly, having grown accustomed to such looks, and kept stonily silent.
"Darling Solange, I finally have you within my grasp," he said, standing and coming around the table purposefully to stand behind her.
She stoically refused to turn her head even an inch despite every one of her instincts screaming at her not to allow the enemy out of her line of sight; her gaze remained calmly gazing forward. Hands carded through her long hair, tugging and teasing at intervals, but still, her expression remained impassive.
"So very beautiful," the hands suddenly pulled tight, forcing her head to bend back to meet the eyes of her captor, "but so damned defiant. No matter how delectable, I will not tolerate a disobedient strumpet in my bed."
This last comment burned through her, and she could no longer refrain from commenting.
"I'd rather walk the plank than share your bed, Cardona. The only reason I'm here is because your thugs dragged me here, and by the way," she smiled scornfully, "congratulations; it only took six of your armed men to capture a woman."
Rage filled the Captain's features and he viciously backhanded her. The force with which the blow was delivered forced her entire body to the side, but within moments, she was upright once again and staring forward, a bright red mark now marring her cheek.
"No matter whether you want to or not, you soon will be," he said confidently, directly into her ear, as he resumed playing with her hair.
His breath, reeking of rum and wine, and the foul odor coming from his clothing and hair, a mixture of stale alcohol, gunpowder, and body odor, she expected when he leaned in to whisper into her right ear, but the wetness of his tongue sliding into and out of her ear, and then along her cheek and neck made her skin crawl. Disgust twisting in her chest, she put aside her composure and, turning, spit directly into his eye, then punched him forcefully in the stomach.
Before she could do anything else, she was seized roughly by the arms by the man still standing next to her chair. His featured distorted by outrage, the Captain backhanded her again but didn't allow her to fall to the ground. Instead, he pulled her roughly to him and put his lips against her left ear.
"Little whore, you'll pay for that; you belong to me now. It took a lot of money and time to catch you, and I'm going to enjoy breaking you of your defiance," so saying, he pressed his lips to hers, and forcing her mouth open, he ravaged her mouth.
His grip on her arms was unrelenting, and her struggles to get away were useless. It felt like an eternity before he finally released her, pushing her back into the chair. As he stood over her triumphantly, she disgustedly spit onto the cabin floor and wiped her mouth.
"When I'm done with you," Cardona's eyes gleamed predatorily, and he leaned towards her as he spoke, "you won't even be able to look me in the eyes without cowe…"
The rest of his statement was cut off by the cabin door slamming open, knocking the seated man to the floor. A black streak launched itself at the guard next to the window, knocking him into the wall; at the same time, Solange exploded out of her seat. Grabbing a large platter laden with pork, she slammed it into Cardona's face, and as he moved back, rabbit punched the guard attempting to grab a hold of her again. Dashing for the window, she managed to seize her things before she dove out of it and into the harbor, followed directly by her rescuer.
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