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.

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

sofa, then upstairs, the bathroom, and finally

was best left

hours later, Vivienne lay spent in

to be

and she was completely

guilt written all over his face. "I'm

be this exhausted. Vivienne turned, looping her arms around his neck, a smile on her lips. "Sorry for what?

was at

Vivienne become so

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

of the first time was overshadowed

there would be

flipped them over, his

your soul to me!" "To lose my life to you would be bliss,"

ten o'clock in the evening,

and Percival got dressed and

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

expand the monastery's fame, so they seldom performed

conducting one since joining the monastery, as she had focused mainly

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

troubled. Let him be reborn in

others, her training was ingrained, and she performed with ease. In just about an

cleared of talismans, Vivienne collapsed onto the

night, except for a slice of strawberry cheesecake, but

stroked her hair. "What do you fancy? I'll have

moment, then said, "I

Mr. Wolf had ever made

she still believed it

forehead affectionately. "Alright, I happened to pick up

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