Hi everyone, sorry for the long wait, in any case I will make it up, I have already prepared a few chapters that I will post after editing them.
For the Nami scene that I wrote in this chapter, it's the first that I write this kind of situation and frankly, it was not a piece of fun, I had to smoke almost a pack of cigarettes to get my mind racing, i can say this chapter literally cost me some of my health lol.
In any case I hope you will like it and tell me what you think in the comments.
Chapter21: Danger on the way.
After spending more than 24 hours investigating, Basil Hawkins had left his office and entered a gorgeous limousine sent to him by his current client, holding firmly in his hands the briefcase that contained the reports he was going to sell for millions, the blond haired man stretched out his long legs to relax, by dint of researching, he had not been able to rest and he knew he would not have time to do so because his mission was far from over.
After failing to be a gang leader by losing his territory, Hawkins had become a mercenary, working himself and his men for other gangs in exchange for a good salary, he was called the magician because he could discover everything, therefore, he was often hired as a private investigator, which was his current case, he had investigated an incident that happened in a boat at sea, a large shipment of weapons had been stolen from his client, the mission hadn't taken much time and the job had been easier than expected because the thieves had left clues that could lead to them.
The car stopped in front of a warehouse and quickly, a guard opened the car door for Hawkins before leading him to the sectional garage which was already open awaiting his arrival, after walking through the shelves full of goods, they came to a small booth at the back where Crocodile was sitting behind his desk, without waiting for an invitation from his host, Hawkins took a seat opposite him, placing his briefcase on the desk and with agility, he turned the three wheels until he got the correct combination of the code, then opened it.
"Hope you have good news because I no longer have the patience to hear bad things." Crocodile growled in a deep voice, his eyes were almost closed as dark circles surrounded them, since the incident on the boat two days ago, the black-haired man had not rested because of the disaster that had fallen on him, Kaido awaited the arrival of the weapons he had ordered and paid for, but unfortunately, Crocodile could no longer provide him with the quantity requested in the required time because almost all his stock was in the cargo that had been stolen, if he didn't fix the situation quickly, he would sign his death certificate with his own hand.
"I told you I can find out everything," Hawkins remarked coldly as he pulled out from his briefcase a sealed plastic sleeve that contained a gun, laying it next to the folder he had already carefully opened. "I identified the gun owner from the fingerprints taken from it, he is Trafalgar Law, also known as the surgeon of death, the DNA of the blood also belongs to him," His brow furrowed, causing the triangles drawn above them to crumple, he had read a point that was a mystery even to him, the man who claims to know everything. "There was also blood that belonged to another person, which we were unable to identify because he was not recorded in any database."
"That's no problem, the main thing is that we are on the trail of Trafalgar Law," Crocodile said, leaning back in his chair, his face blank despite the sense of hope that had risen in him and the rage that manifested when he heard the name of the person who caused him the problems. "I have always been wary of that cunning fox."
"Upon further investigation, I discovered that Trafalgar had been shot and wounded, which explains the presence of his blood on the boat," Hawkins continued to explain in his usual calm tone, his eyes scanning the pages of the file in his hands, quickly filtering information so he doesn't waste time saying unnecessary things. "A few months ago, under the orders of Doflamingo, Trafalgar Law participated in the destruction of the Arlong gang, the one in control of East Blue."
"Doflamingo!" Crocodile spat as his cheek quivered spasmodically, while the gold hook that replaced his left hand involuntarily scratched the surface of the desk, he felt irritated every time he heard the name of his nemesis. "Because of him, I can't touch his protege Trafalgar." His eyes focused on the file Hawkins was reading. "Is there anything that can help me recover my weapons without a fight?"
"There is," Hawkins replied, turning the pages of the file as he searched for the thing he called Trafalgar's only weak point. "Trafalgar Law has a little sister who lives on 23rd Street East, who is in the territory of Luffy the Straw Hat, the Surgeon of Death's ally," He resumed, scanning the page with his red eyes. "Changing her last name to Traffy so as not to be related to her brother, 28-year-old Lamy is a pediatrician who works at Raftel Hospital and has no criminal record."
"We're going to use her to blackmail her brother," Crocodile said after a moment of thought, smiling broadly that even his wisdom teeth were apparent, feeling his spirits were up, he opened his cigar box and picked up one. "I'll let you take care of everything, all that matters to me is the result, I want my guns back."
"I'll do my best." Hawkins assured him as his naturally stoic face grew even stiffer, reading a point that could not judge whether it was unnecessary or not, after a while, he cleared his throat after realizing he was staring at the file a little too long, deciding to keep this information to himself, because he thought that Trafalgar Law's relationship with the police was unimportant in the current situation.
Nami could feel the anger rising from her feet and going through her spine until it came to her head, she had been publicly humiliated for the first time in her life, Law had taken advantage of her stupid jealousy to put her down in front of several people, making her the jester of the show, even in his deathbed he couldn't help but be a sadistic bastard, Nami had always forgiven him in the past, even though he had done terrible things and because of that he felt more and more free with her and he had exceeded his limits.
Nami took a shower with warm, almost cold water, wanting to stop the heat emanating from her, the water hit her forehead before descending through her long orange hair and cascading down her back, the drops of water that caressed her bare skin calmed her and made her forget her worries, that is why she stayed in the shower for over an hour, enjoying the relaxing therapy that was removing all the negative energy from her body.
Wrapping a blue towel around her, Nami lay down on her bed, her exposed skin and long hair wet the sheet below her; closing her eyes and inhaling a breath of air from her nostrils, before exhaling softly from her mouth, Nami started to have a nostalgic feeling, not wanting to label it as lack of drugs.
In the past, when she felt bad, she always took a shower to cool herself off before pricking herself with a heroin syringe, remembering the euphoria and exhilaration she was experiencing at the time, her breathing quickened and her toes involuntarily trembled, Nami clenched her fists until her knuckles turned white and she did her best to fight the fit she was starting to have, swearing not to give in to the despair that gradually invaded her chest, not finding what to do as her condition worsened, the redhead bit her lower lip until she felt a taste of iron prick her tongue as pain burned the torn flesh, luckily, that had been enough to wake her from her horrible trance.
Since Nami had quit drugs, she often experienced moments of crisis like this, normally it would decrease over time, but since Nami was not determined and had been forced by Law to stop the drugs, the more time passed, the more the intensity of the seizure increased, lately, she had to hurt herself because she had discovered that the pain woke her, besides, it was the only way to free herself from her suffering, tearing her skin with her fingernails or biting herself with her teeth relieved her, Nami wanted to laugh on herself, she felt that she was transforming from an addict to a masochist.
Nami's life was a sort of dark abyss and though she tried to pull herself out of it with an effort, each time she was pulled even deeper, she was a prisoner because she was held by indestructible chains, that is why, she will never know peace or freedom, she was destined to suffer in a world he had always mistreated, rejected and hurt her, a world that had tested her sanity on several occasions, a world that literally put her between a rock and a hard place, hitting her nonstop to break her, for her to live was a curse because she had never found her place in the cruel world in which she lived.
Nami had tried to adapt, but every time she moved forward she made mistakes that led to other mistakes and so on, therefore, she could never turn back because it was impossible to rectify her past actions, her biggest fault was choosing a road that led to her own destruction, now she was forced to continue walking despite the problems and risks she encountered, otherwise she had another choice and it was death.
Her mind started to darken and since she couldn't take drugs to calm herself down, Nami had to resort to another old habit, she decided to masturbate because having an orgasm would decrease her stress and it would help her relax.
Pulling the towel away from her body, Nami's hands began to stroke her skin as desire aroused in her, she stopped to think, her mind focused on the throbbing sensation in her private part, her clit warming more and more, swelling and moistening with excitement, like an invitation to succumb to temptation, her legs instantly parted as the fire between them intensified, her lower lips begged her to touch them, but she wasn't going to respond to that need quickly, she was going to take her time because she wanted to feel an ultimate pleasure that would make her forget everything, and to get there, she wouldn't have to rush, the longer it takes, the better it will be.
Closing her eyes, Nami ran the fingers of her right hand delicately over her abdomen as her left hand massaged her breasts one by one, pinching her hard nipples every now and then, head back, she began to imagine being touched by hands larger and harder than hers, hands tattooed with the word death, suddenly the chocolate brown orbs went wide, Nami was surprised by her current fantasies, normally she was mad at Law, but apparently her habit of thinking about him sexually every time she masturbated wasn't going to go away easily.
Nami let out a long sigh to clear the irritation that had formed in her mind, it was a moment of relaxation and release, she wasn't going to spoil it because she wanted to get away from reality and achieve ecstasy, even if she had to use Law as a means to get it, she allowed herself to think of him and remember his kisses, his touch and his warmth, her right hand went down to her clit, slowly sliding her middle finger up and down between her lower lips, her vaginal opening was very wet which facilitated movement, holding her breath as she gasped lightly, she could feel a sweet heat rising inside her and an intense desire burn between her legs, that's why, she decided to boost her arousal even more, adding her index finger to the rubbing of her vagina before picking up the pace.
At this point, Nami wondered what it was like to be penetrated by Law's penis and she felt disappointed that she had missed the opportunity to experience it, the inside of her vagina tickled her just to think about it, but unfortunately all she had was the imagination and her fingers that could satisfy this intense desire now, as she felt her excitement rise to a new level, Nami changed the rhythm of the rubbing into a slow circular motion, teasing her pussy as she fulfilled her need her hand squeezed her breast hard involuntarily as she stifled a moan she had reached a high point of arousal that's why she needed more than simple friction.
Head back and back arched, Nami continued to massage her hungry pussy lips before sliding her middle finger inside her vagina, enjoying the explosive desire that made her mind plunge into a drunken passion, she began to back and forth quickly with her finger, exploring her wet privacy even deeper, she couldn't help but imagine the surgeon of death in her, satisfying her erotic urges by fucking her hard.
Nami licked and bit her lips as she moaned.
It wasn't long before the muscles in her vagina contracted as she reached her climax, feeling every part of her body shake as she was swept away by a wave of ecstasy, her brain gave her a strong sense of well being which made her relax, and after calming down, she slowly withdrew her finger from her vagina which was still sensitive and tingling, she decided to enjoy this magical state of mind by lying down, she didn't even bother to cover her nakedness so as not to break the spell, and after a few minutes, she slowly opened her eyes before getting up.
Although it was still early because the sun had barely set, Nami had put on her nightgown deciding to sleep, she was not going to dinner to avoid having contact with other people, besides, she was not hungry, opening the cap of the orange tube, she grabbed a pill and put it in her mouth, before lowering it with a big sip of water, then lay down in her bed and curled up in her quilt, with her eyes closed, Nami hadn't felt how she had fallen asleep a few minutes later.
Nami woke up when the rays of the sun shining through the window hit her face, rubbing her eyes to drive away her drowsiness as she gave a loud yawn, the redhead felt that she had slept a little too much because her face was swollen than usual, stretching out her numb arms, Nami felt her empty stomach growl, she had barely eaten anything the night before, that's why, her stomach was crying with famine, without further ado, she rushed over to her nightstand drawer in search of a tray of chocolate that she had hidden there, she was going to calm her aching stomach, while she waited for breakfast.
She picked up her phone, and when she was about to unlock it, she frowned in surprise when she saw that she had received a text from Law, feeling a suffocating lump grow in her chest, Nami slammed her phone down on the bed, hesitant to read the contents of the message, she did not know why she was doing this and why she was afraid because of simple words made up of single letters, which was a number of words spoken in writing in the present case, she cleared her throat when she felt her mind start to wander, why the hell was she thinking about the word definition?
Experimentally, she sketched the pattern of her lock screen with her index finger, now squinting as she stared at the received message notification, Nami started to predict what the sadistic surgeon of death sent her, maybe it was insults, he's going to offer her to star in a comedy show because apparently she had a knack for entertaining people, and maybe he was apologizing, which was unlikely considering he was such an arrogant idiot.
The screen had dimmed indicating that it was going to lock again, That is why Nami quickly pressed on the received message, stopping making stupid guesses that had no interest since she could discover the contents of Law's message by simply reading it.
"Can you blame a man who feels elated when he finds out that the woman he likes feels the same for him?"
"That's what he calls an apology, a fucking question," Nami spat, clutching the phone in her hand as a tick appeared on her forehead. "And who said I like you? You asshole." She shouted, addressing Law as she imagined he could hear her.
According to Nami, Law was a man who pretended to calculate everything and when he was wrong he would not admit it, he would justify his act and make it normal, for him, humiliating the woman he claims to like in front of several people was a noble act, and now Nami must feel honored to be the lucky one, the memories of the day before came back to her mind and a suspicion flared in her when she remembered Zoro's words, she was sure she had heard him say he had lost 200Berry and there was no point in Nami being a genius for her to understand what he meant by that, there had been a bet on her .
"fuck you Law." She growled as she was sure the surgeon of death was the winner of the be