As a woman with a mostly normal mind, I think something needs to be said first: sleeping with a pirate is a bad idea.
The only thing worse than sleeping with a pirate is sleeping with a pirate and falling in love with the same pirate.
Could it be worse? Can.
Slept with a crazy pirate and fell in love with him.
The worst?
Sleep with a crazy pirate, then fall in love with him, and finally give birth to his child like an idiot in the eighteenth century when medical and health conditions were low.
Anyway, it's the author's Mary Sue's crooked imagination. If you are allergic to Goldfinger and this kind of messy and illogical story... I advise you to leave.
I just write about fun things. If you are unhappy, just click the cross to say hello to me.
The heroine is a otaku, and the adventure element is probably very low... Probably.
The author of the spicy chicken was eaten by the spicy chicken subjects of the spicy chicken professional. He is dead. Don't read it.