Vivienne massaged her forehead, utterly flabbergasted by Maddox's thoughtfulness.

It was beyond thoughtful-it was downright invasive!

Grinding her teeth, she snapped a picture with her phone and sent it to Jasper.

"Grandpa, please extend my thanks to Uncle Maddox!"

In the stillness of the night, Maddox, lounging in a bath at home and gazing at a photo of his beloved Willa, suddenly felt a chill he had never experienced before.

The next second, his phone rang-it was his dad, Jasper.

Maddox spent the entire night weathering a storm of Jasper's blistering reprimands, not one word repeated.

Vivienne instructed the maid to return her bedroom to its normal state and to escort Percival to his room.

The maid looked at Vivienne uneasily. "Miss, we only prepared one guest room. The others aren't ready-there's not even bedding."

Just one room?

In a mansion this size, there was only one room available?

You've got to be kidding!

Noticing the change in Vivienne's expression, the maid slowly explained, "Miss, we were notified by Master Maddox too late, so we didn't have time to prepare. Usually, it's just us here tending to the house- we weren't expecting to accommodate any guests."

Luckily, the staff had the foresight to prepare a clean set of sheets and blankets, preventing the pink surprise from continuing.

But even the staff had not anticipated that Vivienne and Percival would sleep separately.

Thus, there was only one room available.

proper to have Mr. Ellington stay

be suitable for Percival to stay in a servant's room-not to mention displacing

bunk with

the room and shut the door

alone, shared

here; there

Percival pressed Vivienne against the

emotions as if he wished to meld her

waist,

Percival's heart and felt the unique intensity of his emotions, responding to them with equal passion. They held each other tightly, their embrace full of longing, yet never crossing that

fell asleep entwined,

find the comforting warmth

sat up and heard running water

Percival was showering.

raced like a startled doe at the

Wolf was in the

Hmm.

She wanted to peek.

her thought, pulling the blanket

was, in

water ceased, and Vivienne composed herself, sitting on the bed

dressed casually, clearly ready

a twinge of disappointment. She had hoped to see him in a

her hair. "What's on

bright eyes glinting. "I

instant, a blush crept across Percival's

bathroom door, peeked out with a playful smile. "I'm

door clicked shut again, Percival realized he had been playfully

he knocked on the bathroom door, "Vivienne, while I showered, I was

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