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.

her voice sultry. "Business can wait." Casting spells for Francis was hardly as pressing as tangling in

standing position to the sofa, then upstairs, the

was best left

hours later, Vivienne lay spent in Percival's

be more draining than

and

cradled her, guilt written all over his

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

was at a

did Vivienne

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

of the first time was overshadowed by

now on, there would be no stopping her from devouring

longer, Percival flipped them over, his voice hoarse.

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

at ten o'clock in the evening,

dressed and began their

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

the monastery's

since joining the monastery, as she had focused mainly on her

Francis had

Let him be reborn

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

cleared of talismans, Vivienne collapsed onto the sofa in Percival's embrace. "Mr. Wolf,

except for a slice of strawberry cheesecake,

stroked her hair. "What do you fancy?

then said, "I crave

had ever made for

she still believed it was the most delicious pasta

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

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