The Million-Dollar Heart by Rebecca Ryan

Chapter 632

Percival’s words hung heavy in the air as he caught sight of Vivienne’s sparkling eyes, realizing he might have said something he should not have.

The little minx was clearly looking forward to it.

With a sly grin, Vivienne stepped forward, wrapping her arms around Percival’s neck, calling him harsh while pressing her lips to his.

One kiss, no more, no less!

Vivienne was the epitome of a shrewd businesswoman. She adhered to contracts religiously, taking the concept of fair dealing to the next level.

Her reputation was that of a fair and honest trader!

With a single arm, Percival caught Vivienne’s waist, pinning her down onto the couch.

His potent presence filled the office, his broad palms gripping Vivienne’s slender waist as his other hand braced against the couch, his face inching ever closer.

Vivienne, still clasping Percival’s neck with interlocked fingers, arched her back. She curled her lips into a mischievous smile, her gaze lingering on Percival’s hormone-charged face for a few seconds.

Suddenly, she pushed forcefully against the back of his head, pulling him down with all her might.

Foreplay seemed rather unnecessary.

Their lips intertwined, a maelstrom of intimacy slowly cascading down like a waterfall, weaving into streams of passion.

The hand Percival had on the couch flexed, his fingers, pale as leeks, straining to contain the desires that bubbled from deep within.

This was the office.

Beyond the door were countless employees.

He must not give in to impulse.

Control, control!

But the struggle only made his kisses sweeter, as if dipped in honey, unable to leave the blossoming fields.

The sudden ring of the cell phone went ignored by the pair, lost in each other’s entanglement.

ring finally irked

he snatched up the phone

then whimpered with a tinge of hurt, “Percival, why are

Percival glance at the

just didn’t notice it was you. I’m

was quiet enough that she could hear Isolde’s

Percival, Isolde’s sobs settled, and she slowly revealed her reason

they said her face… it can’t be fixed. Mara’s locked herself in her room crying, and Mom looks

for Mara, but the poison from Keco, coupled with the long-unhealed infection, left

devastated by the grim prognosis, especially since she had already been

had their beauty rankings, but Elite University had started a cruel joke with a

herself away,

was in a frenzy, begging Mara

he knew Mara would

to let Mara

seeing a puppy’s video online. How could she ignore Mara, a

Cecilia’s shouts for help echoed

eyes narrowed.

“Oh my God, there’s so much blood. I think

was one

“I’m on my way.”

the call, Percival hurried off, and

I’ll take you home. You don’t

Mara’s stunt

scare

State all the way to Rivenwood, enduring countless humiliations without a thought of suicide. Her facial

it was a ploy to make Cecilia

too. “No worries,

want you

to indulge others out of

He would not let

I’m not compromising at all. In fact, I find

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