The merman, my man

Chapter 165

The Merman, My Man by Black Velvet Chapter 165

I clenched my fists tightly, causing my knuckles to crack. Then, I took a deep breath and stepped into

the cabin as the door slammed shut behind me.

My surroundings were completely dark, but the night vision I had just acquired came into effect a few Text property © Nôvel(D)ra/ma.Org.

seconds later.

This cabin was very wide, and a large water tank made of glass was placed in its center. Dicken’s head

hung low as he was hung from his arms with chains that were as thick as my wrist.

I thought of how he was considered a ferocious beast of the ocean but was here hanging like a dying

criminal. His upper body was lifted above the water surface, and his originally flawless and

unblemished chest had a burn mark on it. I could tell that a high voltage electric shock caused it.

‘They left such a deep wound on him that it will take ages to heal. What on earth did Laura and her

men do to him?!’

I was dumbfounded for a second. Then I stumbled as I ran into the tank. I shuffled in the water until I

was right in front of him. I could see the wound on his chest clearer now. Then my chest started to hurt

as well as if my chest was the one that sustained a wound. I held out a trembling hand and traced my

fingers on his skin around the edges of the wound. The feeling of distress caused me to tremble, and I

felt like something was stuck in my throat, preventing me from speaking.

Finally, I said shakily, “Dicken.“

My voice was hoarse and low, and it sounded like a sob. It was so soft that even I could barely hear it.

But Dicken responded. He panted profusely as he slowly lifted his head with great difficulty. His deep

eyes seemed to lose focus for a moment, but they eventually locked onto my face.

“Linda. Linda.“

He mumbled softly while my face was plastered onto his and our noses touched. His voice was so low

that I was the only one who could hear it.

I couldn’t help but cup his cheeks and shakily lean in to kiss him. As if this was a way to ensure that he

would stay alive and not die in the next instant.

Dicken’s body stiffened. He must have never expected that I would kiss him of my own volition without

any conditions involved.

In fact, even I didn’t expect that I would do that. I didn’t think before I acted. It was like a hidden part of

me had surfaced and taken control of my body and my soul.

I had actually willingly kissed him. Despite knowing that Laura and her men were monitoring me

through the surveillance cameras, I couldn’t suppress the yearning in my heart.

My heart felt like it was bleeding. I knew that I wasn’t sad because this strong being had tortured me,

and I had thrown out all semblance of thought as a researcher on biology. I simply acted upon the

intense emotions I was feeling.

I anxiously kissed Dicken in distress, but he remained still and didn’t breathe a word of reply. Perhaps

he didn’t have any strength left, or he was still mad at me for running away. Or maybe he knew that I

didn’t come in here without a purpose in

mind, thinking that I was in cahoots with Laura.

He had every reason to think so. It wasn’t hard to believe that I was a cruel and selfish human being

who had invaded his homeland and betrayed him for my own benefit.

I could guess what Dicken was thinking about, so I withdrew my lips from his. Just as I did so, he

suddenly lowered his head and heavily pressed his lips onto mine. His sharp teeth bit my lips, and I

moaned in pain. He then bit down on it harder then started licking my wound with his tongue

repeatedly.