Chapter 119

Emmeline followed his instructions to the letter and the yacht’s engines rumbled to life.

A wide smile spread across her lips.

She raised a hand in an exaggerated air hostess motion. “Captain Emmeline Lawson wishes you a pleasant journey aboard La Rosa!”

When Zavian didn’t respond, she turned to him with a disapproving look. “You have to say ‘aye aye, captain.’”

His hands found her waist, squeezing almost furiously as he growled, “I’m forty-three years old.”

Emmeline pursed her lips in displeasure until they turned white from the pressure.

After a beat, Zavian bent down to murmur in her ear. “Aye aye...captain.” he relented.

A shudder raced through her at the intimate, heated tone. How did he make such a childish phrase sound so sensual?

“Don’t move the wheel, we’ll go straight for now. If you want to increase speed, push both throttles forward together.”

Excited by the new experience, Emmeline pushed the throttles and the yacht