Percival's lips curled into a smile, his eyes twinkling like stars in the night sky.

The divine beauty of Vivienne's face, akin to a masterpiece carved by the gods themselves, made even someone like her-who prided herself on being no stranger to handsome men and beautiful women- pause in sheer admiration.

She belonged to him, and the fierce surge of possessiveness that rose from the depths of her heart quickly spread to her eyes.

Unabashed by her desire, Vivienne discarded her drenched dress. Her pale arms wrapped around Percival's neck. "What's so funny?" she asked, her voice sultry.

Percival's gaze flickered. "I've already shared my thoughts," he said. "Now's not the time, so we have to... postpone 'it' a bit longer."

Vivienne rolled her eyes internally. Who was really being put out here?

"You're not worried about Kaitlyn?" Percival asked just before their lips met, voicing the final question of the night.

Before Vivienne could respond, the sound of labored breaths filled the steamy bathroom, spreading throughout.

As her mind hazed over, she thought she heard her phone ring. But then she was pulled into a sea of desire by Percival, all thoughts forgotten.

At the Hawthorn residence, the clock struck midnight.

Dorian sat up in bed, sleep nowhere in sight. His gaze then shifted to the emails on his laptop, feeling as if a boulder weighed heavy on his chest, making it hard to breathe.

[By tomorrow, I want to see that Hawthorn Group has terminated the endorsement deal with Kala.]

He had been on edge for days, and those few words made his heart tremble once again.

He opened and closed Vivienne's contact on his phone, looking years older all of a sudden.

resilient eyes

while, a long sigh

he supposed to do

The next day.

and Percival were determined not to follow the path laid out for them, which suddenly left them with plenty of

decided to visit the Hawthorn

Vivienne into the house. He'd been up late with Griffin the night before and had barely hit the pillow when Vivienne's call

Before he knew it, he

unrepentant. "Got a

replied, shaking his head like a tambourine. "Besides, I've got nothing else going on

and glanced back at him. "What? You're on

War God is on a mission to root out corruption in the Vanguard Agency. Right now, anyone not assigned to an important person is basically on house arrest. Micah and Vance, too.

tried calling you yesterday.

in acknowledgment. "I've already arranged for him to be taken back to

Wasn't that the same as letting the tiger return

response, apparently not inclined to explain, and

out several times, both upstairs and downstairs, but received no response,

calling that morning with no answer and wouldn't have come over if it weren't for the lack of

find anyone soon, she was ready to call on the Order of Nine Mystics

the second floor and

person inside, she paused, "Dorian,

at his desk, impeccably dressed in a suit and tie, ready to walk out the door at a moment's notice, yet he was just sitting there, typing away at the computer. "Hm?" Dorian looked up, seeming

clear eyes noticed the

blowing above and spoke softly, "I called you yesterday, and you didn't pick up, so I came to check on you. Are you

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