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.

persistent ring finally irked

he snatched up the phone and barked,

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

glance at

Isolde, I just didn’t notice it was you.

quiet enough that she

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

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

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

harbored hope, was devastated by the grim prognosis, especially since she had

University had started a cruel joke with a ‘Buffoon Ranking,’ and Mara topped it without

was beyond saving, Mara had shut herself away, with Cecilia

in a frenzy,

he knew Mara would

mom to let Mara

puppy’s video online. How

shouts for help echoed through the

eyes narrowed. “Isolde,

much blood. I think Mara tried

defiance was one

“I’m on my way.”

Percival hurried off, and

take you home. You

knew Mara’s stunt was aimed

suicide scare was

had crawled from M State all the way to Rivenwood, enduring countless humiliations without a thought of suicide. Her facial scars

attempt now? Clearly, it was a ploy to make Cecilia

this, too. “No worries, I don’t want

you compromising yourself,”

Vivienne to indulge others out of pity, giving them a

person was his own family! He would not let her do something she

nonchalant smile. “Mr. Wolf, I’m not compromising at all. In

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