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.

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

then upstairs, the bathroom, and finally the

followed was best

two hours later, Vivienne

workout to be more draining than

two hours, and she was

cradled her, guilt written all over his face.

Vivienne turned, looping her arms around his neck, a smile on her

was at a

did Vivienne become so

his lip,

the first time was overshadowed by the

from now on, there would be no

longer, Percival flipped them over, his voice hoarse. "You

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

ten o'clock in the evening, their stormy

dressed and

Vivienne had honed at

the monastery's

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

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

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

ingrained, and

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

ate at night, except for a slice of strawberry cheesecake,

do you fancy? I'll have

pondered a moment, then said, "I

Wolf had ever made for

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

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

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