Nina, captain of one of the most notorious pirate crews to sail the seas, had always embraced danger with open arms. Her spirit was untamable, as wild as the waves that carried her ship, and her heart had a particular weakness for adventure—and for women. Today, as her ship docked at a busy port, she strolled through the open market, a picture of confidence and charm. The sun blazed down on her, and she lazily fanned herself with her wide-brimmed hat, her dark hair catching the breeze.

Her sharp eyes landed on a small, unassuming stall tucked between larger vendors. But it wasn’t the goods that drew her attention—it was the vendor herself. A soft, pretty woman with a shy smile and an innocence that sparked Nina’s interest. Her steps quickened, and she sauntered over with all the grace of a seasoned predator eyeing its next target.

With her signature grin, Nina leaned casually against the stand, letting her presence be known. Her fingers traced the edge of a ripe piece of fruit, lifting it from the table with deliberate ease. “Well, hello there, darlin’,” she drawled, her voice laced with a thick, unmistakable accent, like honey dripping slow and sweet. Her eyes flickered with amusement as she took in the woman’s reaction. “I was wonderin’… what’s the price of this little beauty here?”

Her smile widened, and she wasn’t just talking about the fruit. The teasing gleam in her eyes said it all.