Summary - Reader has landed a research job at a marine biology lab in Portugal. She is, therefore, staying with her sister and her sister's Portuguese boyfriend for the summer holidays. There she meets Ruben Dias who is on vacation with his friends after the 2024 Euros. However, the two meet under the circumstances in which Ruben believes that Reader is a prostitute.

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The winds were rough just off the coast. The ocean waves caught Gavin's boat in a turbulent storm drifting you further and further away from land.

"Where are you taking me?" You held onto the railings on the upper deck, watching Gavin steer his yacht right into the epicenter of approaching gray clouds.

"Gibraltar!" He shouted over the sound of waves slapping against the side of the yacht, whipping it side to side. "I'll take us as far as the mediterranean islands. Ever heard of Malta? I'm sure you'll love it there."

"You'll never get away with this!"

"You're damn right I won't, I just fucking shot a man." He laughed.

"Then why are you doing this?" I thought you were a marine biologist?"

"I am. But darling let me tell ya, it doesn't pay as good as my other passions."

"You mean pimping out girl's to rich men?"

Gavin shook his head, a sly grin on his lips as he stepped away from the wheel of the boat. You held onto the railings but backed off as he approached you.

"I should have known who you were when I first met you. You and your sister share the same gullible face. She came to me willingly, you know. Asking me for a job that would grant her stay in Portugal. You on the other hand would rather count fish at the zoo than let a man treat you for a night."

"A man maybe, but not you..."

He smiled, playing with the strap around his waist. The strap that carried his gun. "I was like you once. Young and naive, committed to my research in hopes of making the world a better place. Here is a newsflash for ya sweetheart, the world is a fucked up place and no matter how hard you try to get the bad guys to stop doing bad things, the bad guys always win. Especially those with pockets full of money."

"So that's it, you just decided to join them, become a bad guy yourself?"

He held out his arms, "I'm doing fairly well, aren't I? And trust me, I'm doing more for marine life than any of those stuck up scientists in the universities you praise. All they do is count seaweed samples while I'm out here doing the real heavy lifting.

"You mean taking advantage of young girls for your own benefit."

"For the ocean's benefit!" He shouted.

You lost your footing for a second, gripping your bubbling stomach. The rocking of the boat did nothing to mend your rising seasickness.

"Do you know how much time and money I've put into developing the marine station? Sure, the university gave me the permit to build it. However, I'm the one funding every piece of equipment that allows the students to perform diligent research, practical research that doesn't just end up on a chart in some ecology majors powerpoint presentation. I'm trying to change the world Y/N and I really thought you would appreciate that. Perhaps even help me collect the funding like your sister does." Gavin reached out, caressing your trembling cheeks, his thumb tracing your lips. "You would've been my favorite out of all the girls."

You hunched forward, throwing up your last meal, which appeared to be milk and cornflakes. Gavin jumped out of the way not to stain his shoes. "For fucks sake."

He grabbed you by the arm, leading you downstairs into one of the suits. You fought him at first but let him get you out of your stained clothes. You were handed a towel to wipe your mouth while Gavin stood back, watching you with a predatory gaze, his hand reaching down to unzip his pants.

"No, wait."

He grinned, a cold grin that sent a shiver down your spine. It faltered however, with the sound of a drumming engine heard overhead.

"Fucking coastgards."

"Help, help. I'm down here. Help!"

"You shut your fucking mouth."

You winced. Gavin lunged forwards, slapping you across the face. He then drew his weapon, pressing the gun against the back of your neck. "One word." He gritted, pushing you out of the suit.

You came around the corner, expecting to come face to face with the local coast guards. However...

"Y/N!"

"Ruben!"

His eyes narrowed at the sight of Gavin, standing behind you with a gun to your back.

"Y/N are you alright—"

"Ah, ah, another step and she dies."

"Hey man." Ruben threw his hands up. "We don't want any trouble, the police are already on their way."

"We?"

Spotted in the corner of your eye, something came rushing towards you.

"Argh!" Gavin went down, hands covering his face.

"That's for Diogo." Maki threw the hammer she held aside, grabbing Gavin's gun that had slid away from him. He lay squirming in pain, blood gushing out from the wound in his head. "And this..." Maki stood over him, angling the gun. "...This is for my sister."

"Maki, no!" You rushed to stop her. "Don't do it. He's not worth it."

"He shot Diogo." She said, the gun trembling in her hand.

"Please." You pleaded. "I don't want to lose you. If you kill him, I will."

She fought herself, her finger hovering over the trigger.

"Please, Maki, don't do it."

Tears streamed down her face as she lowered the gun. You took it away, handing it to Ruben for safe keeping, pulling your sister into your arms.

"I'm so sorry." She cried. "This is all my fault. I'm so fucking sorry."

"I know. I'm sorry too."

The sirens from the police boats approached in the distance. What could have been had come to an end. You were safe.