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She was hidden away rather well for an exceedingly long period of time. Nobody on the ship could manage to find Velica after her insult to Law after he explained his plan to become a Warlord. She figured that after several hours of nobody finding her that the ghost was clear and she could return to her shared quarters with the rest of the crew, but that's where she was wrong.

Just as Velica was ready to come out of hiding and make her way back to the lower deck, the door to Law's room opened. Her eyes widened as grey orbs stared her down from her spot in the middle of his quarters. He took a step inside before closing the door and making sure to lock it. His actions caused Velica's weariness to heighten drastically.

"I don't know what makes you think you can just insult me like that in front of my crew and get away with it." He took a step forward, causing her to take a step back. With every step he took she took nearly two back until her legs ran into his bed and she toppled over onto the soft bed. Her eyes snapped up when she felt Law force his body between her open legs to tower over her. A long thin line graced his lips as there was no amusement shown in his eyes. It was true, Law was beyond pissed with her now.

"But you're wrong." She panicked and went to flee, but he was faster. He threw his body down over top of hers and pinned her body to make sure she was unable to use her devil fruit powers again. She sneered and struggled against his larger yet thinner body.

"Get off me!" Velica ordered, sending a glare up toward Law. He frowned, never did he take kindly to orders and now that he was captain, he'd be damned if he took anymore orders, and he'd never take orders from the woman pinned beneath him.

"You're in no position to give me orders, Velica." His voice was deadly. She knew she had done it this time. Her big mouth had gotten her into trouble, and unlike with Doflamingo, she knew she was going to be punished worse than anything she'd even been.

"And because of that little act you gave everyone in the transmission room, you're going to do whatever it is that I deem fit as a punishment." She swallowed hard. This was perhaps the first time in her entire life that actual fear struck her body. Velica was raised to be a proud and fearless warrior by Doflamingo, but when it came to Law the tables were turned and she was the one that turned into the startled prey.

"And just what is my punishment going to be?" Law heard the quiver in her voice, knowing that she was indeed unsure about where he was going with this statement. He squeezed her wrist roughly causing her to groan and gasp in pain.

"Damn it Law! That fucking hurts!"

"You're going to use your body." Her eyes snapped open. Like hell she'd pay him back with her body. He took note to the quick change in her expression and it only made his frown deepen.

"Not sexually. Unlike you pointed out earlier, I'm no monster like Doflamingo. Instead, you're going to help to deliver those 100 hearts to the base when we arrive." He watched as her face relaxed, but her body was still stiffened.

"And just what do you think is going to happen when we get there and the entire navy sees that I'm with you, willingly, and not Doflamingo?" That's when Law smirked. She knew nothing good was going to come from this after seeing that. He had been so serious up until the point where she had managed to point out the flaw in his plan. When the navy discovered her with Law instead of Doflamingo she knew that someone within the navy would find out and personally contact Dofalmingo, raising the alarm that she had willing went with Law in the first place instead of being kidnapped.

"That's just something you're going to have to figure out yourself, Velica." She sneered. Law was indeed an asshole when he wanted to be. If she went through with this then all her plans would be ruined in the end and she wasn't about ready to have three months with his God damn smirking face go to waste.

"You're sick you know that."

"Duly noted." He teased. She growled, pushing up on her wrist as she tried to remove Law's hands from them. When he didn't make a notion to move them she glared up at his still smirking expression.

"Can I go now or are you going to keep me prisoner in your bedroom?" His lazy eyes flashed over with a hint of amusement, showing her that he was no longer pissed as he was more than likely happy with his plans for the woman beneath him. Ever so slowly he removed his hold on her and sat up, his hips pushing down against her own. She scoffed and in an instant pushed her lower body up to flip their positions, her now being on top and Law beneath her.

She glared down at him, her hips rested pushed up against his now. She staid like that for a moment just looking over his face. His hat had fallen onto the bed when she flipped the both of them. His raven hair was a mess and the deep dark circles under his eyes had seemed to darken with age. His face was nearly flawless had it not been for the goatee that he dawned. Her deep orbs locked with his equally deep ones and she found herself starting to lose track of time.

She shook her head with a scoff as his lips grew wider the longer she looked into his eyes. It was enough to make her remove herself from his body and bed, standing before him now. She didn't say anything further as she turned to leave the room. Her hand had just touched the lock and was prepared to turn it when his deep voice reached her ears in the silent room.

"Tell me, does your heart normally race like that when you're around Doflamingo?" She heard the smirk clear in his voice as he tried to gain a reaction from her. She took a second to stand there, her hand still on the lock. She closed her eyes and cursed Law's name in her head before unlocking the door and leaving Law in his room to ponder on her unspoken answer.