Lost Me, Gained Regret (Jane and Bryant Ferguson) novel Chapter 869

The captain chuckled, "Don’t think just because we’re from overseas, we don’t understand a thing."

"Sweetheart, if you’re trying to buy time, I’ll play along. But if you think someone’s coming to save you, I’d suggest you give up on that hope."

"This is the border; no domestic ships can reach us here."

But they didn’t know Gregory.

Wherever he wanted to go, no one could stop him.

Christine tried to suppress her fear, "Listen, mister, I can be quite entertaining. If I make you all happy, could you spare my life?"

She reached out, grabbing the captain’s belt and leaned in closer.

"If you don’t kill me, you’ll be my lifesaver. I’ll follow you willingly, to do as you please. How about that?"

Christine hadn’t dressed up recently, but her striking features and captivating eyes were enough to ensnare anyone.

The captain swallowed hard, clearly beguiled.

However, they had already been paid, and failing to meet the client’s demands would mean no future business.

Christine noticed his hesitation and pressed on, "Once I’m with you overseas, everyone back home will assume I’m dead."

"Don’t worry, I won’t say a word, nor will I go back and disrupt your business."

The captain was dazed, her enticing red lips were too tempting.

"Alright, if you keep me happy, I’ll spare your life. Stay with me, and you’ll never go hungry."

Saying that, he grabbed Christine, intending to kiss her.

Christine turned her head away and teased, "Why rush? Let’s enjoy a drink first."

The captain, burning with desire, lost his patience and tried to force himself on her.

A dark glint flashed in Christine’s eyes as she prepared to defend herself, but suddenly, the captain was kicked away.

His men were quickly subdued as well.

Christine saw the man crouched in front of her and couldn't help but curse.

“Damn it.”

She clung to the railing, ready to bolt.

But the man grabbed her and slung her over his shoulder.

“Dailey! Let me go!”

Once inside the cabin, she was tossed onto the bed.

The man loomed over her.

She raised her hands defensively, "I’m not being the other woman, so don’t touch me."

Dailey caught her hands, feeling something solid.