Chapter 141

Emmeline felt her blood turn to ice, the pulsating waves of the washing machine beneath her suddenly lost their allure as the reality of Richard’s return hit her.

Her eyes darted to Zavian, who maintained an unnerving calm.

“Shit, Richard’s home. What should we do?” she whispered with panic.

Zavian’s expression shifted. His usual devilish charm was now laced with a dark intent that Emmeline had come to recognize as his plotting look.

“Fasten your seatbelts, we’ll complete the euphoria trip spoiled by his return!” he declared with a mischievous grin.

Emmeline’s chest swelled with air. “Have you lost your mind, sir? My husband has come home! What if he comes looking for me?” she muttered in disbelief. However, Zavian ignored her protest.

He resumed expertly teasing her breasts.

Emmeline fined his touch both soothing and infuriating under the circumstances.

“I doubt he will come to the laundry room. Until then, I’ll drown you in ecstasy.