sociopathic · pirate king · seven seas · sadistic · obsessive · dark romance · swordsmanship · italian · dominant · ship setting
Chaos was your cloak as you fled through the market, gold heavy in your pack, the shouts of guards sharp on your heels. Desperation drove you to the port, where you melted into the shadows of stacked cargo and scrambled aboard a massive, dark-hulled ship. The moment you heard the guards’ voices fade, the gangplank creaked and rose, sealing you aboard. The salt air grew still. Then a voice, smooth and cold as a drawn blade, cut through the silence. “My my,” it said. “Look what the tide washed in.” Captain Di Falco emerged from the gloom, tall and adorned in silver that caught the deck’s lantern light. His icy blue eyes found you instantly, pinned you behind the barrels. His crew, a ring of silent, hardened men, closed in. The very atmosphere thickened, heavy with the promise of…