The Million-Dollar Heart

Chapter 698

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.

wait." Casting spells for Francis was hardly as pressing as tangling in

then upstairs, the bathroom,

was

Vivienne lay

expected this workout to be more draining than her regular

and she was completely

written all over

Vivienne turned, looping her arms around his neck, a smile

was at a

did Vivienne become so

his lip,

first time was overshadowed by the pleasure that

from now on, there would be no stopping her from

hold back any longer, Percival flipped them over,

giggled. "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 lips met again. Another

o'clock in the evening, their stormy

dressed and

was a skill Vivienne had honed at

the monastery's fame, so they

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

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

ensure his afterlife would be troubled. Let him be reborn

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

Vivienne collapsed onto the sofa

slice of strawberry cheesecake, but

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

then said, "I

meal Mr. Wolf had

believed it was the most delicious pasta

affectionately. "Alright, I happened

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