Percival glanced up and found himself staring into Vivienne's eyes, filled with desire. He coughed awkwardly. "I'll just go get changed."

He rarely visited this villa, and even when he did, he preferred to shower in the master bedroom upstairs.

Today, he had come home late after wrapping up some work and figured that Vivienne would be arriving soon, so he decided to freshen up downstairs.

He never expected to bump into Vivienne like this.

Her gaze seemed to devour him.

The feeling was mutual.

Yet, they weren't married yet, and Percival didn't want to take things too far before their wedding day. He believed that was the greatest respect he could show Vivienne.

Just as Percival was about to change, Vivienne pounced, wrapping her legs around his waist, her voice dripping with seduction. "Mr. Wolf, can't wait for me to take you? Denial isn't your strong suit!" Percival was speechless, denying it inwardly, "That's not true, not at all."

Vivienne eyed his thin, enticing lips, swallowing hard.

What should she do? She was dying for a taste! But it seemed Mr. Wolf wasn't too keen on the idea.

Would it be so wrong to steal a kiss?

Percival, feeling her gaze, said helplessly, "Vivienne, you're drooling!"

"You're too tempting!" Vivienne admitted, aware of her own desire.

It was pathetic, really. She had no defense against Mr. Wolf's irresistible charm.

Percival, holding Vivienne, said tenderly, "Darling, come down. We've got business to attend to."

Vivienne intended to comply, but her body had other plans.

Just the sight of Mr. Wolf's lips made her want to taste them.

Percival's lip, her voice sultry. "Business can wait." Casting spells for Francis was hardly as pressing as tangling in the sheets with Mr. Wolf. "Vivienne..." Percival gasped softly, struggling to

sofa, then upstairs, the

followed was

hours later, Vivienne lay spent in

this workout to be more draining than her regular fitness

two hours, and

written all over his face. "I'm sorry,

this exhausted. Vivienne turned, looping her arms around his

was at a

did Vivienne become so

top of him, biting his lip, whispering, "Don't worry, Mr. Wolf. I'll take

the first time was overshadowed by the

now on, there would be no stopping her from devouring

back any longer, Percival flipped them over, his voice

don't lose your soul to me!" "To

o'clock in the evening,

and Percival got dressed and began

skill Vivienne had honed at the Emerald Monastery, which also offered

no desire to expand the monastery's fame, so they seldom

Vivienne, it was her first time conducting one since joining the monastery, as she

Francis had to

be troubled. Let him be reborn in the realm of beasts in his

rituals for others, her training was ingrained, and she performed with ease. In

talismans, Vivienne collapsed onto the sofa

"What do

a moment, then said,

meal Mr. Wolf had ever made for

she still believed it was

affectionately. "Alright, I happened to pick up some

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