No man could tolerate something like this.
Even if it was only a metaphor... Gild Tesoro gave Moke a deep look before saying viciously, "Have fun. I hope you enjoy yourselves."
Then Gild Tesoro turned to Baccarat. "We're leaving."
"Tut, tut..."
Moke let out a strange chuckle, then looked at Carina in his arms. "Cutie, where did you say we were going to have fun?"
Only now did Carina realize that she had likely provoked a truly ruthless person today.
Even Gild Tesoro had been forced to swallow his pride.
"Gulp..."
Carina swallowed hard, her palms already slick with nervous sweat.
She took a deep breath and tried to calm herself. "I was saying... how about we go play at the casino first?"
Moke patted Carina's perky backside. "That makes sense. Let's go..."
But then he abruptly changed the subject. "My crew is still short a secretary. Do you want to join?"
"A secretary?" Carina looked bewildered.
Since when did Pirate Crews have secretaries?
Weren't those something only companies and wealthy people had?
More importantly, secretaries like that usually weren't very proper. It was always the kind of arrangement where the secretary handled matters when there was work, and the secretary got handled when there wasn't.
At that thought, Carina understood what he meant. A blush spread across her face, and her eyes held a trace of shyness.
Yet she was also somewhat angry.
Of course, she was a very intelligent woman. At this moment, she had already recognized a reality: the decision had stopped being hers the moment Moke took an interest in her.
Unless she found an opportunity to escape, she could only let herself be at another's mercy!
She clenched her fists... her mind racing.
But Moke seemed to see through her thoughts. "You're no worse than