Vivienne's perfectly curved nose was pressed against the man's chest, muffling her voice as she spoke.

It sounded like she was crying, which made Percival's heart clench, holding her even tighter.

His voice was as gentle as if he were consoling a child, and his hands were not idle, patting her back rhythmically. "It's okay; these horror flicks are all fake. Vivienne. Don't cry." Vivienne: Which eye of yours saw me crying?

Seeing her words had no effect, her idle hand climbed to Percival's waist.

Through the thin fabric, her soft fingertips glided across his abdomen, sending a tingling sensation through him.

Percival's throat felt dry, and his lower abdomen tightened.

The eyes that were once filled with tender indulgence suddenly darkened, and when he spoke again, his voice was hoarse, "Vivienne, are you seducing me?"

On any other day, such a tone from him would have made Vivienne's eyes shine with fascination.

But this time, she remained silent, and once she found her target, her index finger and thumb suddenly pinched hard around Percival's waist. "Seduce this!"

Caught off guard, Percival couldn't help but let out a muffled groan. His arms loosened around Vivienne, and with a gentle push, he found himself sprawled on the couch, "If it wasn't for Kenneth being away from home lately, I'd think he taught you all those clumsy moves!"

Vivienne straddled him with her legs. "Mr. Wolf, can you drop those corny lines from the TV shows? They don't suit you, really. Look at me. Do I seem like someone who'd be scared of that?" Percival lay on the couch, half his face buried in a cushion.

who seemed embarrassed, her laughter growing stronger. "Can't you just be

she spoke, she got off

for a bit, she walked away to

hint of laughter

it was indeed Vivienne's

would she sound so cheerful at her

to roll her eyes, Vivienne

Victoria wasn't upset. In fact, she let out a relieved sigh. That was the Vivienne she knew. The

family, she was too

turned to look at Percival still playing possum on

"Okay..."

seconds, she finally came to. "I swear... Vivienne, you better not fall into my hands!" Unaware of

one hand:

you, you

seriously, Vivienne was ready to

wasn't listening; seizing the moment, he suddenly sat up and scooped Vivienne into his arms. "Vivienne, now's not

a beauty back to his

Vivienne on the

gaze, filled with aggression, settled on Vivienne, making her cheeks burn. Her body

eyes, reddened and flirtatious, were

revealed, a strange

heavy with desire as he

ripe apples, her eyes locked on Percival's solid muscles. Her

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