All Chapters of The Merman, My Man: Chapter 221 - Chapter 230

'Where am I?'I opened my heavy eyelids as I woke from my dream to see a wooden ceiling with many cracks. Muddleheaded, I stared at it for a while before my mind slowly cleared up, and I realized that I was in my own cabin on the Seeker. There was no question that Dicken brought me here, too.Fuck! Promptly sitting up in agitation, I hastily ran a hand through my messy hair and leaped off the bed. However, just as I was about to head outside, I noticed the items I always used to disguise myself, and suddenly had a plan.I needed to find Dicken and catch up to him. But, I couldn’t risk exposing myself to the German company, not when Gary was with them. I must have a proper disguise and be as discreet as possible. With that in mind, I picked up a pair of scissors and walked up to the mirror, cutting my already-short hair even shorter. Fortunately, it was now black after I reverted to human form. I tanned my pale skin as much as possible, putting on a fake beard and aviator glasses

I fumbled through the darkness, clutching the scaffolding as I climbed up to the third floor. I almost slipped due to nervousness, but fortunately, I managed not to cause any commotion. As I poked my head up for a look, a black figure appeared within sight—it was the suspicious man I saw during the day!He stood still as he watched the sea thoughtfully, not sensing me when I appeared behind him. His appearance was different from Dicken’s human form. He didn’t have black hair and was much skinnier. Despite that, I was drawn to the scent that the sea breeze blew towards me—it was a scent unique to Dicken, and it pulled me closer to him.“It’s me, Dicken.”I walked carefully behind him, and he seemed to flinch from my voice. I could guess that he hadn't expected me to find him so quickly. Still, I reached out with my hands to hug him from behind before he could turn around, burying myself into his back as I inhaled his scent… Oh, what an enchanting scent it was to me!“Don’t you try t

“What’s in your mind, my darling student? I don’t believe it... Am I dreaming? You’re in my hands once more… Oh, Linda… My dear Linda…” Gary looked down at me, pressing his cheek against mine, looking at me like a man who was obsessed.Even in this situation, all I could think about was Dicken. I was no different from a poor lemming on the edge of a cliff.Suddenly, I heard some noises as killing intent surged out in my direction. Before Gary could turn to look, a pair of pale hands seized him by the back of his head, the fingers almost poking into his eyes. The veins of the hands flashed with a dangerous blue light as if conducting electricity, making the pale skin appear even more translucent. There was indeed the buzzing of electric currents, passing from Dicken’s hand, which was in contact with Gary’s body.I watched in shock as Gary wildly spasmed as if electrified, and he soon turned limp. Dicken held him up from the back, turning Gary towards himself as he leveled that unfa

I was really angry. Struggling by instinct, I shoved my back against his chest, and stomped my foot on his human ones with no hesitation. However, even if I wanted to force him to free me, my strength was insignificant against the frightening power of the Dark Scale King—in fact, the harder I struggled, the tougher his hold over me became. One might even say that his strength was boundless, and I couldn’t win against him even if I had his bloodline.He then reached underneath my clothes, and it was soon disheveled as he groped my chest without a care until I became erect, before reaching impatiently below. My whole body went limp in response, and I started to moan.He was trying to keep me by using my physical dependence on him, but I could swear that I was utterly disinterested in his teasing—hell, it was making me even more pissed. As he silently tried to part my legs with his legs and began to tear at my pants, my rage hit boiling point, and I huffed, “You bastard! Pervert! Don’t

Dicken’s eyes returned to how they were, but the pungent scent of blood lingered on his palm. He stroked my cheek tenderly, carefully touching my skin as if everything that had happened an instant ago was a figment of my imagination. It was the blood that reminded me it was all reality—including the fact that he had almost forced himself on me.I glanced at the shades that had fallen on the floor and picked them up before straightening my clothes. After a glance at Dicken, I swiftly opened the cabin door and ran out there, sneaking into the banquet hall on the first floor. Soon, I saw Dicken entering in his new appearance without anyone sensing his presence, and making a beeline towards me.I kept hiding here and there at the banquet. It was fortunate that everyone else had had too much to drink and didn’t notice me at all, and I eventually hid in the ladies’ room. But even as I locked the door, it was opened soon enough as Dicken followed me inside. I kicked open the window, benea