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.

as pressing as tangling in the sheets

the sofa, then upstairs,

followed was best left

two hours later, Vivienne lay spent in

this workout to be more

two hours, and she was completely

her, guilt written all

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

at

Vivienne become

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

of the first time was

importantly, from now on, there would be no stopping her from devouring

to hold back any longer, Percival flipped them over, his voice hoarse. "You

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

o'clock in the evening, their

dressed

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

desire to expand the monastery's fame, so they seldom performed these

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

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

Let him be reborn

others, her training was ingrained, and

onto the

of strawberry cheesecake, but today's

stroked her hair. "What do

then said, "I crave your homemade

had ever

all this time, she still believed it was the most delicious pasta in

happened to pick up some fresh ingredients

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