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. "Vivienne..." Percival

standing position to the sofa, then

followed was best

Vivienne lay spent in

be more draining than her

and she was

her, guilt written all over his face. "I'm sorry,

Vivienne would not be this exhausted. Vivienne turned, looping her arms around his

was at a

Vivienne become so

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

pain of the first time was

from now on, there would be no

hold back any longer, Percival flipped them over, his

don't lose your soul to me!" "To lose my life to you would be bliss," Percival murmured before

ten o'clock in the evening, their stormy escapade

Percival got dressed and

had honed at the Emerald Monastery,

expand the monastery's fame, so they seldom performed

joining the

had to die. But-death came too

Let him

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

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

night, except for a slice of strawberry cheesecake,

her hair. "What do you fancy? I'll

pondered a moment, then said, "I

first meal Mr. Wolf had ever made for her was

still believed it was the most

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

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