The Million-Dollar Heart by Rebecca Ryan

On the other side of town, Vivienne sat contentedly in the car, having just polished off a luscious strawberry cheesecake that Percival had brought her.

With a full belly, she finally remembered the matter at hand.

“So, you mentioned you had a crucial video conference tonight. What’s got you swinging by all of a sudden?” Vivienne leaned in, eyeing Percival curiously.

Percival, driving with his usual cool demeanor, cleared his throat. “That conference is nothing compared to you.”

“I never told you where I was heading today,” Vivienne said with a teasing smile, though Percival felt a chill run down his spine at her grin.

Exhaling softly, Percival eased the car to a stop in front of a bustling steakhouse, turned to Vivienne, and said, “I got a call from Kenneth about you being at Elite University, so I thought I’d check on you.”

Vivienne rubbed her temples, somewhat exasperated. “Aaron’s just a kid. Why are you always so concerned with him?”

Percival parked the car and looked at her, “I simply can’t stand any man coveting you, even if that man is just a boy.”

Vivienne gazed at Percival. She had always heard that a man in jealousy was at his most handsome, but she had not expected it to be this striking! Could it be that because the man was Percival, he appeared so irresistibly dashing?

He was so handsome, and she loved it!

Percival playfully tapped Vivienne’s nose. “Let’s go have your favorite beef stew.”

Vivienne wrapped her arms around his neck and planted a firm kiss on his lips before cheerily hopping out of the car.

The kiss left Percival breathless, wishing for another.

Vivienne thought to herself, “Opportunities like this don’t come often!”

As they sat down to the bubbling hot pot, Vivienne devoured the meal with gusto.

“Mr. Wolf, I’ll be heading to Mara’s place tomorrow to treat her injury. Wait for my signal,” she said, gobbling down a piece of tripe.

Percival, ever so composed, wiped a bit of sauce from the corner of her mouth and said, “Understood.”

Vivienne’s lips curled into a sly smile; she was eager to see what was really going on.

Mara’s apartment door, only to be greeted by

here?”

to fix

Come in. I’m just in the

brows rose inquisitively. A shower this

face turned scarlet. “Vivienne, it’s not what

for the scar on her face,

I went to

her way straight

inwardly, feeling validated in her suspicion that there was something between Vivienne and Aaron, and Vivienne was just playing hard

turned to Vivienne, “No, I’ve been careful, just like you

here or in the bedroom?” Vivienne asked, her

felt the drop in temperature and grew uneasy. Every time Vivienne

your help,” Mara said sweetly,

avoiding Vivienne’s

familiarly sent a wave of frost

kit and headed

“I’m about to

red. “I… I was

laughed softly.

Mara changed and sat

her, then looked away. “Why would I

and Aaron were close. I didn’t want

faint smile playing on her

naive, but

silicone to Mara’s face, Vivienne asked, “Did you

Mara blinked in confusion.

to light up the whole

you talking about? What forest?” Mara

into Mara’s scar, Mara screamed in pain. “What are you

“Beauty comes at a

together, a tormenting blend of pain and itchiness as if countless

done to my face? I agreed to let you experiment, but you

for Mara’s reaction, and casually played a game