The Million-Dollar Heart

Chapter 698

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.

Francis was hardly as pressing as tangling in the sheets with Mr. Wolf. "Vivienne..." Percival gasped softly, struggling to maintain control as her teasing

position to the sofa, then upstairs, the

was best left

Vivienne

expected this workout to be

two hours, and

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

really. He should have been more restrained, and Vivienne would not be this exhausted. Vivienne turned, looping her arms around his neck, a smile on her lips. "Sorry for what?

was at

did Vivienne become

of him, biting his lip, whispering, "Don't worry, Mr. Wolf.

was overshadowed by

on, there would be no stopping her

to hold back any longer, Percival flipped them over, his

giggled. "I am a siren indeed, Mr. Wolf. Be careful you don't lose your soul to me!" "To lose my life to you would be bliss," Percival murmured

the evening, their stormy

and Percival got dressed and began their

skill Vivienne had honed at the Emerald Monastery,

the monastery's fame, so they seldom performed

was her first time conducting one since joining the monastery, as she had focused

the sake of their plan, Francis had to die. But-death came too easily to

ensure his afterlife would be troubled. Let him be

seldom conducted rituals for others, her training was ingrained, and she performed with

Vivienne collapsed onto the sofa

for a slice of strawberry cheesecake,

"What do you fancy? I'll have

said, "I crave

had ever made for

it was the most delicious pasta in

happened

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