The Million-Dollar Heart

Chapter 730

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.

gentle and resilient eyes

a while, a long sigh echoed

supposed to

The next day.

path laid

visit the

your garage, do I really have to play chauffeur?" Leopold complained as he followed Vivienne into the house. He'd been up late with Griffin the night before and had barely hit the pillow when Vivienne's

he knew it, he was waiting

unrepentant. "Got a

head like a tambourine. "Besides, I've got

in his tracks and glanced back

assigned to an important person is basically on house arrest. Micah

mind. "Oh, and Thomas tried calling you yesterday. Said he couldn't

already arranged for him to be taken back to

that the same as letting the tiger return to the

response, apparently not inclined to explain,

and downstairs, but received no

no answer and wouldn't have come over

to call on the

master bedroom on the second floor and

she paused, "Dorian, why didn't you answer

sat 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,

noticed the fine sweat on

softly, "I called you yesterday, and you didn't pick up, so I came to check on you. Are you hot? It's 79

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