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.

for Francis was hardly as pressing as tangling in the sheets with Mr. Wolf. "Vivienne..." Percival

to the sofa, then upstairs, the bathroom, and finally the

followed was

later, Vivienne lay

to be more draining

and she

her, guilt written all over

more restrained, and Vivienne would not be this exhausted. Vivienne turned, looping her arms around his neck, a smile on her lips. "Sorry

was at

did Vivienne become so

top of him, biting his lip, whispering, "Don't

time was overshadowed by the pleasure that

from now on, there would be no stopping

longer, Percival flipped them

Wolf. Be careful you don't lose your soul to me!" "To lose my life to you would be bliss," Percival murmured before their lips

in the

got dressed and

skill Vivienne had honed at the Emerald

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

time conducting one since joining the monastery, as

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

to ensure his afterlife would be troubled. Let him be

was ingrained, and she

talismans, Vivienne collapsed onto the sofa in Percival's

slice of strawberry cheesecake,

stroked her hair. "What do

moment, then said, "I crave your homemade

Mr. Wolf had ever

all this time, she still believed it was the most

happened to

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