Hermosa POV

"Hey, get her a bucket," the Captain ordered one of his men.

"What's she going to do with the bucket?" he asked.

"Piss in it, obviously," the others replied, laughing at the idea.

The man brought the bucket. It looked big and heavy. I wasn't sure what the Captain was trying to prove with it. Nothing was ever going to make me leave.

I stood firm, making sure to meet the Captain's gaze when he threw the bucket at me. I flinched in pain as it hit my chest — it was made ...