Vivienne's fingers, long and slender, grazed the hem of his pajama top, causing the loose button to give way and revealing the solid chest beneath.

Vivienne shifted, resting her head on his shoulder, "I never had any intention of going."

She gave a muffled groan as his hands began to roam over her, "Tomorrow, we've got other, more important matters to attend to."

Percival arched an eyebrow, "Oh? Like what?"

With a light chuckle, Vivienne's long legs swung over, positioning her atop him. Her eyes, seductive as she smiled, the crimson at the corners enough to make Percival's Adam's apple bob twice in quick succession.

Noticing his movement, Vivienne's smile grew, "Mr. Wolf, you still owe me for this month's dues."

As her words trailed off, Percival's lips captured the remaining whispers. Beneath the inky expanse of the duvet, the contours rose and fell.

The boundless fervor of spring spread throughout the master bedroom, while outside, even the moon shyly hid behind the clouds.

But.

For some, joy abounds; for others, woes mount.

in the tumult of passion, while others are roused from sleep by their superiors, scolded for hours in front

Kipling Abernasy! Stirring up trouble, offering your unwelcome help everywhere! That harassment case involving the female student has been dead for years, and yet here you are, digging

don't you address the sky-high meal costs at north side? Complaint letters are

of young blood these past

having picked up such rhetoric from who knows where, lambasted Kipling with

like mine, even if I tried to make a splash, I'd get nowhere.

that her suicide attempt

But they wouldn't want you either. Someone who bases their investigations on guesswork could cause countless miscarriages of justice. The workload for our

tone was sarcastic and

his impatience, "Superintendent, isn't the truth of the matter obvious? Besides, if Kaitlyn wants to sue, let her. It's a

times, his gaze catching the online uproar. He stopped and sneered, "Alright, you say you want to do the department a favor, huh? Well, let me tell you, if you win this lawsuit, all's well. But if you lose, you can kiss your

other end, Kipling was taken aback by the ultimatum. Once he collected himself, his expression darkened. The old

me! Are you just

down from that throne!

his phone tightly, a fierce light glinting in his eyes. He watched the break of dawn, his

Kaitlyn?

ago. And now, backed by the Abernathy and the Grimshaw families, you still think you can challenge me? Just wait and see! I'll show you that in

case had reached a fever pitch, with comments from all sides-insults, skepticism, and those just there for the

and immediately checked her

in, she sensed something off-someone dared to sue Kipling, the Education

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