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"Shut your bloody mouth, rascal. If you say any word, I will shoot your head." What is going on here? I trembled with fear. The construction manager is holding a gun to the Captain's head. Dramatically got up, Ibrahim approached the Captain and said "Mr. Captain. If I need, I can arrange a new captain in three hours. You know that, right?" "Yes, I know," Captain. "Then..?" he raised his eyebrows and looked at Captain with a small smile. The Captain remained silent. "He will corporate with us. So remove the gun," Ibrahim said as he lit the cigarette.

Captain Mario greeted them as they stepped out of the caddy. "Hi, Captain Mario. Thank you for welcoming us. We can't wait to meet your crew." Charles greeted the captain back. Charles and Esther then walked up the passenger bridge and followed Captain Mario to the living room, where a line of crew members were there to greet them. "Allow me to introduce you to my team." Captain Mario began. "Roger and Laura are my 1st and 2nd officers respectively. Quincy is the officer on watch." "Imelda is my bosun. She has Payton the lead deckhand and two assistant deckhands, Ethan and Aaron. Our security officer is a former army sergeant. We call him Sarge."

“I signed up because we were supposed to have the autonomy to act. And now you’re telling me that we never had that ability to begin with? You’re seriously telling me that now that we’ve got a bead on the Prophets, we’re gonna just sit here and do absolutely nothing?” “Don’t you think that I want to sortie against them?” the captain railed back. “Of course I goddamned do! But my hands are tied, alright?!” Aurora had enough of her captain, useless as he was. She pointed right to the pips on his collar. “You oughta take those off,” she said, “since they’re clearly only there for show.” “And you hold your twice-cursed tongue, commander!” he retorted. “I think you’ve forgotten your place! You’re

I looked around and saw a tall, muscular guy with dark hair walking out of the shadow. I recognized him. He was the captain of the school football team, a blazing sports star that was famous across the country, playboy number one, and practically a male whore. Lucas Sigler. He was wearing a tailored suit, which fit him perfectly everywhere except the part of his upper arms. It took me a while to figure out that Lucas Sigler was actually talking to me because he walked straight at me in front of everyone. "You..." He lowered his head and stared at me, looking intense.

Wake up you sluts!.” Captain growled, splashing water on them. Tina and Meredith scrambled up. their torn clothes were wet, clinging to their skin. Captain’s pulse raced as his dick hardened. “The only person who’s on a holiday here is…” he pointed at himself. He smirked at Tina, his eyes lingering on her breast. Tina scowled and crossed her arms over her chest as she gathered her knees to herself. “Not happy to see me? Or were you beginning to think i would never show up,” Captain said aloud, dragging Tina’s to the iron bar violently with the chain tied to her ankle.

How come I hadn't heard of this big match till now. For Boston Kings, this wasn’t just another college hockey match. It was the match of the year for the junior category as the seniors were on an Away Match. And the captain, of course, was Ace. He's the Captain of the Juniors and Assistant, overall. I know he plays, but I didn't realise just how great he is. His face is everywhere on posters, on the campus website, even on T-shirts. It feels strange seeing him like this, smiling from paper, when I remember our last conversation. The cold look in his eyes as he made his offer, and the way my hand trembled as I was about to sign the contract in the silence of my room.

I told him, throwing a bit of praise his way. Yates smirked, a familiar cocky glint returning to his eyes. "Well, I happen to be the captain of the varsity hockey team. Who wouldn't like me?" "Good question," I murmured dryly. "And then, of course, there’s you," he added, his voice dropping an octave. My brow furrowed. "Me?" "You completely like me too, don't you, Gwen?" he challenged, a knowing grin on his face.

"Because exposed assets are liabilities. If your secret comes out badly, the fallout damages the team. Managing the risk is within my responsibilities as captain." I waited. He turned the bowl again. "And because—" He stopped. "Because what?" He looked up at me. His eyes were doing something I couldn't read, something that moved behind the surface of the usual carefully managed absence of expression. "Because the alternative was letting something happen to you that didn't need to happen. And I didn't want that." The room was very quiet. "That's not a captain answer," I said. "No," he agreed. "It's not."

Liora Denverux POV “Damien, is that you, Cuz?,” I turned to see a blond guy with a cocky smile on his face, he screamed trouble. “Marvis…,” Marvis walked closer and smiled. “And you…,” Marvis said. I recognize him, he is the captain of the mattahan hockey team. And he is Damien's cousin… “You are Liora,” he said, as he took my hand off the table. “I am Marvis Ross…this ice cold man's favorite cousin, and you look absolutely beautiful,” he said as he kissed my hand.

“Can you send it or not?” An hour later the image arrived. Marcus opened it and zoomed in. Jax stood near the center, stick in hand, expression easy in the way it used to be before everything turned. Beside him was another player with same age, same jersey style, shoulder close enough to suggest they had been on the same unit. The second face had no current program trail. No senior mentions either.Marcus stared at the pair of them until the point settled fully. “This is better than a committee log,” he said to the empty room.