The Million-Dollar Heart

Chapter 740

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

she spoke, she got off

bit, she walked

hint of laughter

confirm it was indeed Vivienne's number, then brought it back to her

else would she sound so cheerful at

the urge to roll her eyes, Vivienne said

she let out a relieved sigh. That was the Vivienne she knew. The

straight to Richard, after the scene her mother had made with the family, she was too ashamed to face this grandfather whom

away but turned to look at Percival still playing possum on the couch. "Fine, if there's

"Okay..."

before the dial tone sounded. Frozen for a good two or three seconds, she finally came to. "I swear... Vivienne, you better not fall into my hands!" Unaware of Victoria's curses, Vivienne hung up

one hand: "You're right,

I told you, you

seriously,

listening; seizing the moment, he suddenly sat up and scooped Vivienne into his

carrying a beauty back to

upstairs, and as he laid Vivienne on the bed,

making her cheeks burn. Her body curled slightly,

reddened and

the man's perfect physique was revealed, a strange

eyebrows lifted, his gaze heavy with desire as he looked at

on Percival's solid

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