Roman and Melissa arrived in Jamaica in the early evening hours as they stepped off Roman's ship the sky was cascading off the water in rays of pink and orange.

It was one of their favorite sights in the evening time watching the sunset over the ocean. The rays of the sun bounced off the water perfectly and made everything seem so peaceful when there was nothing but chaos that surrounded them.

The cool breeze in the Jamaica air hit Melissa as they stepped off the ship.

Roman took her by the hand and guided her down the steps onto the wooden pier.

"We're home," he said with a relaxation in his voice.

Hours earlier he had been frightened and scared from a nightmare of his past.

They spent the remaining hours of their trip making love to each other and enjoying each other's company while Melissa relaxed Roman, chasing his fears away.

"It's a beautiful evening," she said softly with a smile as they hooked arms.

"What about my things?"

"My men will handle them," he said as they walked to a carriage.

"I want to get you home for the evening," he said helping her step up onto the carriage before climbing in beside her.

He held her in his arms as they rode through the streets of the city.

"What is your trade?" she asked him as her head rested on his firm chest, their fingers linked together, his lips in her dirty blonde hair as his fingertips glided up and down the velvet skin of her olive toned arm. He kissed the top of her head making her smile.

"My trade?" he asked.

"What do you sell to make money other than raiding ships to steal the goods on that ship? You have to have some type of career here in Jamaica or I'm sure you wouldn't come back."

"Maybe I just want to bring my new wife back here so that we can enjoy some time off the ship and as much time alone as we can together inside my bedchambers."

"You're such a fiend," she teased with a smile.

"I think you and I have spent enough time alone in your bedchambers."

"We're just getting started, My Love," he said shocking not only himself but Melissa as well.

"You have no idea the stamina I possess and the needs I need to be taken care of. You're insatiable."

"You're just saying that," she blushed.

"You're a fiend for any woman I'm sure."

"I'm a fiend for my wife," he said softly before he kissed her lips softly.

"As for my trade, I grow tobacco and I sell it to the Europeans. I also have a pub that I manage."

"You're an extremely busy man," she said snuggling closer to him as he pulled her tighter into his arms.

"I don't know how you'll have time for your wife that you fiend over."

"I will always have time for you," he reassured her.

"I have men that pick the tobacco for me and men that package the tobacco up for me as well. I also have a friend that runs my pub. I have plenty of time for you, Sweetheart."

Roman and Melissa pulled up in front of a beautiful Victorian home that stood off by itself surrounded by two houses but far enough away that Roman didn't interact with those that lived in those homes unless they traveled into his pub.

His pub was a hangout for pirate men mostly but occasionally a few women would stroll in to satisfy the needs of the men and residents of the neighborhood would stop in for a drink to get away from the stresses of life.

"This is your home?" she asked.

"Our home," said Roman as he descended from the carriage.

He took her hand into his and helped her down the stairs of the carriage before they strolled to the door to his pub that took residence in the lower quarters of his home.

"It's beautiful," she smiled.

"You live in this home alone?"

"Not exactly, my crew lives here also and the lower quarters of my home are my pub."

"Oh," she said as they walked into the pub to see men drinking their stress away and enjoying themselves.

Cigarette and cigar smoke filled the air as the laughter of the men slowed to a stop as their heads turned toward Melissa and Roman as they walked into the pub.

"Why is everyone looking at us?" she whispered as she saw a woman come from behind the bar dressed in a cream colored gown, her dark brown hair was pulled up into a tight bun.

Her beauty was not lost on Melissa as she approached.

Her tan skin stood out against the cream color of her dress, her eyes were a dark brown and her pink lips perfectly full. She was perfect much more than Melissa thought of herself.

"You're home," she said softly to Roman walking past Melissa as if she didn't exist to give him a hug. Roman broke his contact with Melissa to hug her back.

"I missed you."

"Adelina," he said softly.

Melissa did not miss the passion in his voice as he spoke her name and the look in his grey orbs was full of passion and love.

He had never looked at her the way he looked at the woman standing in front of them.

"Can I get you a drink? Can I get you something to eat?" she asked.

"Or do you need to go upstairs to your chambers for a bath? I'll draw it for you," she said as Melissa's eyes went from her to Roman.

Roman looked down at her and they made eye contact.

"I'm fine, thank-you," he said.

"I want you to meet Melissa," he said. "Melissa, this is Adelina."

"Nice to meet you," said Melissa as she took Roman's arm into hers and hooked them together.

She wanted Adelina to know that he was taken. She wasn't sure why she erupted jealousy inside of her.

She had one job for Roman and that was to produce his children with him. He was not to be in love with her and she was not supposed to be in love with him but she was feeling different about him, saw him in a different light.

She saw him in his darkest moments, in his most vulnerable state and that softened her heart toward him. She was falling for him, there was no doubt about it.

She couldn't deny it and seeing Roman with Adelina was erupting a jealousy inside of her she had never felt before.

"Is she a female prisoner?" asked Adelina as she looked at Melissa and then back at Roman.

"She's my wife," he answered.

"Your wife," she said with displeasure in her voice.

"You got married," this time disappointment was in her voice.

"My wife," he nodded.

"If you'll excuse us we would like to retire to our chambers."

"Very well," she said as she moved out of their way allowing them to walk up the stairs that led them to Roman's home.

Roman and Melissa spoke not a word to each other as they stepped into the kitchen of Roman's upper quarters of his home.

He spoke to her to give her a tour of the home they would share together when they weren't traveling the high seas. Roman told her that wouldn't be often that they would be in their home and most of their marriage would be spent on the ship with an occasional trip home.

"And these are our bedchambers," he said as they walked through the door.

The walls were cream colored and the bed was covered in a royal blue counterpane, there was a wooden chest off in the corner to hold their clothes.

It was cozy with a fireplace in front of the bed to keep the room warm. There were balcony doors leading out to the balcony that overlooked the fields of tobacco Roman was growing to sell.

"What do you think?" he asked wrapping his arms around her waist as he rested his chin on her shoulder.

"Do you think you'll like it here?"

"I've never seen a home so beautiful and the bedchambers look cozy."

"You'll find out how cozy they are," he whispered into her ear before he kissed her neck.

"I'm going to draw you a bath. I want you to relax for a bit. It's going to be a long night."

"We had a long afternoon," she teased.

"I'm not sure I can go again."

"You don't have to do anything, I'll please you every way that I can. You have to do nothing. It will be your reward for the pleasure you brought to me this afternoon," he said.

"I do have one rule in this house."

"Just one?"

"Just one other than that one rule you are free to do as you wish. As you know my men share this home with me. They're deprived of sexual gratification I'm not saying I don't trust you or them but I am saying that if an opportunity were to arise I am sure they would be willing to take it. I ask that you remain dressed properly as you travel through our home. That means no running around in robes or night rails. Your body is mine and for my eyes only. I don't want anyone fantasizing over you or trying to take advantage of you. You're mine, your body is mine. I told you before Melissa, soon enough I will be the only one to bring you pleasure and bring you sexual gratification. You'll yearn for me, you'll be desperate for my cock inside of you. I promise you that," he whispered into her ear sending chills up her spine.

"Does that work both ways?" she asked as she turned to face him.

"Does that mean your body is mine and for my eyes only and only I am allowed to bring you the pleasure you seek?"

"I thought that was established, I'm not one to take lovers or mistresses. I married YOU. Your body is mine and my body is yours. My body is yours to do as you please, take that as a compliment, Melissa. I have never let a woman take control in my bed but you are different and I liked it so you are free to please me however you see fit. I will not complain. My body is yours. Now let me draw you a bath," he said softly before he kissed her soft lips.

He made his way into the bathroom to prepare the tub for his wife. He had never allowed a woman to own his body, take control of his body but Melissa was different. Giving her the right and the freedom to please him however she wished and giving his body to her was something new to him.

He had never felt that comfortable around any other woman not even Michelle.

Melissa was one of a kind. He wanted to tell her his darkest secrets, hear her darkest secrets, grow together, he wanted to love her and wanted her to love him but the fear of love was there.

He was afraid to be loved, he was afraid to love her with the fear of losing her. Losing her would destroy him unimaginably. If his enemies knew he had fallen in love with her she would be an even bigger target because the way to hurt him would be through her.

He didn't want that for her, he couldn't allow that for her.

He filled the tub up with warm water before Melissa made her way into the bathroom. He helped her out of her dress, allowing his fingertips to trace her soft skin as he removed the dress. He kissed her neck softly, nibbling and sucking on it as his hands massaged her full breasts.

"Your courses approach?" he whispered in her ear.

"In a day or two," she said offering her neck to him.

She was surprised of his awareness of her body. She moaned as his lips glided across her neck leaving soft kisses. He helped her into the tub.

"Join me," she requested.

"Later," he promised.

"I have to go check on the pub. I will return shortly. Relax," he said before he kissed her lips and left the bathroom.

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Roman walked into his pub. It had filled up with his crew and some friends. He walked through the pub greeting everyone that he could before he made his way over to the bar where Adelina was serving drinks.

She slid him a glass of rum as he stood by the bar. He nodded at her before he threw back the contents of the glass.

"Can we talk?" he asked her.

"I'm busy at the moment," she said,

"no one else is here to serve the men."

"Ambrose!" he yelled.

"Yes, Captain?" he asked as he hurried over to Roman.

"What can I do for you?"

"Please take over while I talk to Adelina," he said not giving Dean a choice.

Dean allowed Adelina to step out from behind the bar before he stepped behind it before taking over where Adelina left off. Roman and Adelina made their way through the pub and out the door to talk privately.

"How are you?" he asked as he leaned up against the building as she stopped in front of him.

She was beautiful. He could not deny her beauty but she came nowhere close to the beauty Melissa was. No woman could possess the beauty she did. She was rare to Roman, one of a kind.

"I should ask you the same thing," she snapped.

"Married? You got married while you were in Spain?"

"It was a business transaction," he answered.

"But you still got married," she said,

"business transaction or not. I have been here waiting for you, waiting for you to come home so that you and I could have the life I wanted to have with you."

"I told you that I didn't want that life, Adelina," he answered.

"Yet you come back a married man, do you think I'm stupid?"

"No," he answered,

"I think you're quite intelligent, intelligent enough to know that when I returned that I would have turned down your proposal. I want to be with a woman that can give me children you're unable to do that."

"How do you know that your new wife is able to give you children? I didn't ask to be barren."

"We will have to wait in see in the coming months. What Melissa and I have is different. I thought I was in this for her to give me children and nothing more but I find myself needing her more in other ways."

"You've fallen in love," she said with disappointment and sadness filling her eyes.

"You have fallen in love with her."

"I think so," he said.

"She's different, Adelina. I can't describe it but she makes me feel a way I never did before. I don't want to lose her, I don't see my life without her. I feel comfortable with her, a comfort I never felt with anyone before. I'm just scared to love her."

"And what does your marriage mean for us?" she asked crossing her arms.

"There is no us, Adelina, there never was. You and I shared a bed together, there was nothing else there but lust. The need to cum in you and I needed my pleasure. You and I just shared a bed. There was nothing more between us. There was no love just lust."

"You made me feel like I was the only one," she said with tears in her eyes.

"You gave me hope. Does this mean we will no longer share a bed together?"

"No, Adelina. I'm married now. My body is hers. I can't ask her to give me her body and remain faithful to me and take no other lovers than myself if I cannot do the same for her. I'm sorry."

"I hope that you're happy with her, Roman," she said.

"I never thought you would marry or fall in love but you're full of surprises. Something changed you what is it?"

"Melissa," he answered,

"she changed me something happened on our voyage home that changed me. I'm sorry, Adelina."

"As long as you're happy and this is what you truly want. I cannot stop you. I would lie if I told you this didn't break my heart but I realize you will never look at me the way you look at her and that you will never feel that way about me. I want you to be happy and I hope that she can give you everything that you desire."

"Thank-you, Adelina," he said with a soft smile.

"I'm going to retire to my chambers. I believe you have everything under control here?"

"Yes, Sir," she answered. "Enjoy your night."

"Thank-you, Adelina I want you and Melissa to be friends."

"That may be asking too much, Roman," she said honestly. "I guess I better get back in there and you should return to your wife. Goodnight, Roman."

"Goodnight, Adelina," he said before they made their way into the pub where they went their separate ways.

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Roman walked into his bedchamber to see Melissa sitting on the bed running her brush through her blonde waist length hair.

Melissa was dressed in a cream colored night rail. She was as beautiful as a siren.

"Is she your lover?" she asked Roman as he shut the door behind him as he removed his shirt exposing his shirt sleeves.

"Who?" He asked removing his shirt sleeves exposing his powerful chest.

"Adelina, is she a lover?"

"We shared a bed once," he answered honestly. "She works for me. She runs the Pub while I am away. She once shared my bed but there was never any love there."

"And you two will no longer share a bed together?"

"Never," he said making his way to his wife.

He took the brush from her hand and started to brush her hair for her.

"I will share my bed with no other but you, Melissa. I thought I was clear earlier when I told you that my body was yours. I cannot ask you to give all of you to me and remain faithful to me or ask you not to have any lovers but me if I cannot do the same for you. You will never have to worry about me taking a lover. I made a commitment to you and I will remain faithful to that commitment. I will remain faithful to you. You're my wife. I am your husband, we took a commitment and we will honor that in this marriage," he said as he pulled her hair up into loose bun.

"Melissa, I'm crazy about you. You make me feel a way I never felt before. I'm so scared to feel this way about you but I want you to know that there is no one else, no mistresses, no lovers. Just you and I in our marital bed and you and I in this marriage, I promise you that," he said.

"You needn't worry about me. Or do I need to show you?"

"Fiend," she said with a teasing smile.

"Vixen," he said with a smile of his own before he tossed her brush to the floor and laid her back on the bed, covering her body with his, he took his time that night showing his wife there would be no lovers or mistresses between them.

She was his and he was hers; there would be no one else.