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.

voice sultry. "Business can wait." Casting spells for Francis was hardly as pressing as tangling in the

position to the sofa, then upstairs, the

was best left

later, Vivienne lay

be more draining than

and she was completely

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

more restrained, and Vivienne would not be this exhausted. Vivienne turned, looping her arms around his neck,

at

did Vivienne

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

time was

there would be no stopping her from

any longer, Percival flipped

don't lose your soul to me!" "To lose my life to you would be bliss," Percival murmured before their lips met again. Another indescribable scene

in the evening,

and Percival got dressed and

a seance was a skill Vivienne had honed at

the monastery's fame, so they seldom performed

Vivienne, it was her first time conducting one since joining the monastery, as

the sake of their plan, Francis had to

troubled. Let him be reborn in

for others, her training was ingrained, and she performed with ease. In just about an hour, she

talismans, Vivienne collapsed onto the sofa in

at night, except for a slice of strawberry cheesecake, but today's

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

then said,

Wolf had ever made

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

I happened

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