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.

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

then upstairs, the

followed was best

hours later, Vivienne

to be

two hours, and

cradled her, guilt written all over his face.

should have been more restrained, and Vivienne would not be this exhausted. Vivienne turned, looping her arms around his neck, a smile on her lips.

was at

Vivienne

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

pain of the first time was overshadowed by the pleasure

on, there would be no stopping her from devouring

Percival flipped them over, his

to me!" "To lose my life to you would be bliss," Percival murmured before their lips met again. Another indescribable scene

o'clock in the evening, their stormy escapade

Percival got dressed and began

a seance was a skill Vivienne had honed

desire to expand the monastery's fame, so they seldom performed

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

sake of their plan, Francis had to die. But-death came too easily

be troubled. Let him be reborn in

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

collapsed onto the

except for a slice of strawberry cheesecake, but today's exertions had left her

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

pondered a moment, then said, "I crave your homemade

Wolf had ever made for

it was the most delicious

forehead affectionately. "Alright, I happened

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