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That sounded stern enough He scoffs and swiped his tongue through his lower lip, revealing his tongue ring. I almost got tempted to fall for the sexiness he emits by doing that. I chuckles "That attitude will get you nowhere except being kicked out of the team" I turns back to face everyone, “As for the rest of you, get on the field and show me what you got. Formation and everything. Who's the captain?" I'm not surprised when a couple of hands point to Sebastian, just like I thought.

"Guillermo, Channing, are you even men? Come on! Don't leave Mary to fight alone!" Technically, Mary wasn't entirely alone. She still had four squad captains with her. Only Team Alpha's captain, Tori, hadn't returned. Team Bravo's captain, Genevieve, Team Charlie's captain, Mandy, Team Delta's captain, Lucinda Lancaster, and Team Echo's captain, Raine Chester all survived.

I couldn't get the image of me screaming under him, cumming like an idiot and even begging him to fuck me harder out of my mind. I scrubbed my neck until the skin was raw, desperate to wash away the scent of him, that mix of expensive cologne and the lust in his eyes. I leaned my forehead against the tile, letting the water pelt my back. I was Elias Carter, the captain of the Northwood Titans. My life was built on discipline, morning drills, and a reputation for being untouchable. Yesterday, I was all those things before I lost to Ryder. "Get it together," I hissed at my reflection in the fogged-up mirror. My lower lip was slightly swollen, a visible mark of my shame. I looked at the "C" on

I snapped and his smirk immediately dropped. They were right in a sense but I wasn't sulking. It just fucking made me mad that she was still thinking about that price despite everything he had done to her. Love was a weakness I never wished to have and I hated those who succumbed to it too easily. I shouldn't even be thinking about her right now. “You guys are late” I looked up and saw Couch Jones staring at us with a frown on his face and his arms folded. “We…” “I don't care to know your excuse, Kai” He interrupted. “As a captain, you should be here sadly early”

Captain O said clearly already loosing his cool this time as his expression twisted in a very unreal way. The question came out sharper and more forceful as the frustration was becoming visible now, thick vain became visible on his head as his eyes narrowed, his jaw tightened while his hands slowly clenched. “I am the great Captain O, the only one who kissed death goodbye, the grim reaper and the only solution to life's journey on earth.” The declaration echoed throughout the hall forcing several Bratva soldiers to immediately straighten their postures as pride filled their expressions because to them, Captain O was more than a commander, he was a legend, a symbo and a weapon that had protec

Rick challenged back. “I see you still don’t me?” the captain said with a cold smirk. “You are a necessary evil.” Rick said flatly. “You just like to disguise your true colors under a cloth of holiness.” “Whatever,” the captain looks towards a silent Aaron. He frowns has he senses something about the man. But he can’t place his finger on the pulse. He shrugs his shoulders calling his men. Aaron feels the sweat dripping down his back but he keeps his focus on the captain. This man had a look almost like a kind of familiarity. This quietly makes him wonder if the man might know who he was.

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."

the man said, nodded at her, and then walked away. With a sigh, the captain sat on his chair. “Gonzalez, the next time you enter my office without my acquiescence, I will suspend you,” her captain said with a serious expression. “I apologize for my attitude, Captain,” she replied. She understood why her captain was angry. He was her late father's colleague and best friend, and even at her dissatisfaction, the captain, Mr. Ernesto Gustav Richter, had always tried his best to keep her away from all cartel investigations. She knew he was trying to protect her.

“What makes you think that, newbie?” Wilt turned his glare toward Del Rio. “We’ve already acquainted with the lieutenant during their last caravan run. And this guy —” He then turned to the biggest person in their group, a towering Indian, about a head taller than Li, wearing formal clothes from his homeland. “I’ve heard some gossip here that you’re famous. Captain Madhur, I presumed?” The towering captain bowed to greet our leader out of courtesy. “So seeing you leading this group with a ranked captain like him,” Wilt continued explaining. “I’d say that makes you their superior officer. And the way you stand there like a posh with an English accent and fancy vintage tux. Are you perhaps fro