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.

that 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 with Mr. Wolf.

to the sofa, then upstairs,

followed was

hours later, Vivienne lay

hadn't expected this workout to be more draining than

hours, and

written all over his

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

at a

Vivienne

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

the first time was overshadowed by the pleasure

would be no stopping her from

any longer, Percival flipped them

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 indescribable scene

the evening,

and Percival got dressed and began their

a skill Vivienne had honed at the Emerald Monastery, which also offered

the monastery's fame, so they seldom

time conducting one since joining the monastery, as she

plan, Francis had to die. But-death came

she needed to ensure his afterlife would be troubled. Let him

others, her training was ingrained, and she performed

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

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

stroked her hair. "What do you

pondered a moment, then said,

meal Mr. Wolf had ever made for her

believed it was the most delicious pasta in the

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

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