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.

acted, biting down on Percival's lip, her voice sultry. "Business can wait." Casting spells for Francis was hardly as pressing as tangling

position to the sofa, then upstairs, the bathroom,

was best left

Vivienne lay spent

to be more draining than her regular

two hours, and

written all

this exhausted. Vivienne turned, looping her arms around his neck, a smile on her lips. "Sorry for what? Not performing

was at a

did Vivienne become

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

time was overshadowed by the pleasure

from now on, there would be no stopping

hold back any longer, Percival flipped them over, his voice

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

in the

got dressed and

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

desire to expand the monastery's fame,

joining the

sake of their plan, Francis had

troubled. Let him

rituals for others, her training was ingrained, and she performed

collapsed onto the sofa in Percival's embrace. "Mr. Wolf,

slice of

stroked her hair. "What do

pondered a moment, then said, "I crave

Mr. Wolf had

still believed it was the

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

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