Chapter 6

Just thinking about Xiao Wang’s face-and that perfect broad-shouldered, narrow-waisted build-was enough to make me drool.

Besides, he was loaded.

To two total strangers, he’d casually thrown around tens of thousands.

After more than a month at sea, life on a cruise ship gets unbearably lonely.

As long as he didn’t bring a woman with him, I was confident I could take him down.

No- even if he did bring a woman, I’d still take him down.

Otherwise, what would be the point of my title: Sea Queen?

With that in mind, I said a quick goodbye to Xiao Chen and hurried back to my room.

I took a shower, scrubbed my skin smooth with an exfoliating scrub, then lathered up with sweet-smelling body wash.

Afterward, I curled my hair into those sexy “bad-girl waves” and put on my most seductive makeup.

Then I dug out the sexiest lingerie set in my suitcase and changed into it, throwing a thin trench coat over the top.

No way I wouldn’t get him.

Just in case something went wrong, I called Guo Bin first-only to be met with the noisy clatter of tiles and people calling plays.

He couldn’t be bothered with me at all. He mumbled a couple of “yeah, yeah,” said he wasn’t eating, and hung up.

Perfect.

I stepped out of my room and started searching, floor by floor, suite by suite.

A high-end luxury cruise ship-thirty suites. There was no way I wouldn’t find him.

Earlier, I’d deliberately paid attention to that old man’s coughing. He was definitely back in his room by now.

As long as I found the Wheelchair Old Man’s suite, Xiao Wang would be next door.

See? To be a Sea Queen, you need both attention to detail and nerve. You can’t be missing either.

Before long, I was knocking on Xiao Wang’s door. He opened it and looked at me, confused.

I slipped my gaze past him and swept the room. No traces of another woman. Heaven was on my side.

“Is there something you need, Miss Wu?”

Those big eyes of his blinked under thick lashes as he asked, puzzled.

He even remembered my surname.

I leaned softly against the doorframe. “I want to show you something.”

“What is it?”

He stepped aside, ready to let me in.

Slowly, I undid my trench coat, revealing a tassel lingerie set that would make anyone’s face burn.

Adults didn’t need words.

He grabbed me and pulled me inside.

Of course. He was a normal man.

A wildflower delivered right to your door-why not pick it?

Afterward, I lay curled in his arms, feeling like everything before this had been a waste.

This-this felt like my true love.

When I found out his main job was investing, and that he was already financially free, my admiration only grew.

Young, rich, handsome, and damn good in bed-was he trying to make the rest of men extinct?

I nestled against him sweetly. “Let’s be together, okay?”