The Merman, My Man novel Chapter 142

The Merman, My Man by Black Velvet Chapter 142

The Merman, My Man by Black Velvet Chapter 142

‘How did I suddenly grow gills?

No, that’s impossible! How can a human being like me grow gills?

But if I don’t have gills, why can I breathe underwater?’

My eyes were met with darkness when I opened them. Plunging downward in seawater, this quickly had muddled my thoughts. I even thought I had imagined the merpeople orgy and the situation I was in. But Dicken’s arm around my waist felt real and solid.

My gaze followed the direction Dicken was bringing us and found a huge sunken ship right below the islands. My eyes widened at its sight.

The large ship was suspended there quietly. I wondered how long it had been down here and what secrets it had buried before it became part of the islands. Perhaps it was left behind by some of the first pursuers of the islands.

‘I wonder what happened to those people? Were they saved? Or did they sink along with this ship?’

As we continued our descent, we got closer to the sunken ship, and I could eventually make out some of its features. It was a steamship from the last century, and its exterior was dilapidated. But I could tell that the windows were designed with an eastern

element and once wore eastern designs. I deduced that this ship was likely from China or Japan. ‘Is this the ship the old woman from my dream was on when she lost her daughter?’

Suddenly, his lips came crashing down onto mine as he hugged me tightly. It felt like he was melding my body with his.

His leaps into the air brought me a sensation that was close to flying. I felt like my soul had left my body. It was just like a fantasy.

Without holding back, I kissed Dicken back. It felt like I was in a drunken stupor, enjoying his lips like it was a sweet wine. Its taste entranced me. I had no words to describe what I was feeling, whether to call it fresh, thrilling, or even…romantic!

To a person like me who had never dated anyone before, I didn’t know whether this feeling was similar to what a teenage girl would feel when she got her first taste of love. The only thing I could confirm was that this experience was a memory that I would never forget for the rest of my life.

‘If I were to leave the island one day, I will not forget the kiss we shared as we leaped across the surface of the sea.’