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.

the standing position to the sofa, then upstairs, the

followed was best left

hours later, Vivienne lay spent

this workout to be more draining than

and she

her, guilt written all over

be this exhausted. Vivienne turned, looping her arms

was at

did Vivienne

top of him, biting his lip,

pain of the first time was overshadowed

on, there would be

hold back any longer, Percival flipped them over,

soul to me!" "To lose

the

and Percival got dressed and

honed at the Emerald

had no desire to expand the monastery's

time conducting one since joining

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

afterlife would be troubled. Let him be reborn in the realm of beasts in

training was ingrained, and she

talismans, Vivienne collapsed onto

for a slice of strawberry

"What do you

then said, "I crave your homemade

Wolf had ever

time, she still believed it was the most delicious pasta

forehead affectionately. "Alright, I happened to pick up some fresh ingredients

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