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.

Casting spells for Francis was hardly as pressing as tangling in the sheets with Mr. Wolf. "Vivienne..." Percival gasped softly, struggling to maintain control

standing position to the sofa, then upstairs, the bathroom, and finally

was

Vivienne lay spent

workout to be more draining than her regular

and she was

cradled her, guilt written all over his

not be this exhausted. Vivienne turned, looping her arms around his neck, a smile on her lips. "Sorry for

at

Vivienne

him, biting his lip, whispering, "Don't worry,

pain of the first time was overshadowed by the

be no stopping her from

any 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 be bliss," Percival murmured before their

the evening,

and Percival got dressed and began

had honed at

expand the

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

of their plan, Francis had

needed to ensure his afterlife would be troubled. Let him be reborn in the realm

rituals for others, her training was ingrained, and

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

except for a slice of strawberry cheesecake,

her hair. "What do

moment, then said, "I

first meal Mr. Wolf had ever made for

still believed it was the

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

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