The Million-Dollar Heart by Rebecca Ryan

Percival glanced up and found himself staring into Vivienne’s eyes, filled with desire. He coughed awkwardly.

“I’ll just go get changed.”

He rarely visited this villa, and even when he did, he preferred to shower in the master bedroom upstairs.

Today, he had come home late after wrapping up some work and figured that Vivienne would be arriving soon, so he decided to freshen up downstairs.

He never expected to bump into Vivienne like this.

Her gaze seemed to devour him.

The feeling was mutual.

Yet, they weren’t married yet, and Percival didn’t want to take things too far before their wedding day. He believed that was the greatest respect he could show Vivienne.

Just as Percival was about to change, Vivienne pounced, wrapping her legs around his waist, her voice dripping with seduction. “Mr. Wolf, can’t wait for me to take you? Denial isn’t your strong suit!”

Percival was speechless, denying it inwardly, “That’s not true, not at all.”

Vivienne eyed his thin, enticing lips, swallowing hard.

What should she do? She was dying for a taste! But it seemed Mr. Wolf wasn’t too keen on the idea.

Would it be so wrong to steal a kiss?

Percival, feeling her gaze, said helplessly, “Vivienne, you’re drooling!”

“You’re too tempting!” Vivienne admitted, aware of her own desire.

It was pathetic, really. She had no defense against Mr. Wolf’s irresistible charm.

Percival, holding Vivienne, said tenderly, “Darling, come down. We’ve got business to attend to.”

Vivienne intended to comply, but her body had other plans.

Just the sight of Mr. Wolf’s lips made her want to taste them.

And with that thought, she acted, biting down on Percival’s lip, her voice sultry. “Business can wait.”

was hardly as pressing as tangling

struggling to maintain control as her teasing kiss pulled him

the sofa, then upstairs, the bathroom, and finally

was best left

two hours later, Vivienne

hadn’t expected this workout to be

hours, and she

guilt written all over his face. “I’m sorry,

been more restrained, and Vivienne

around his neck, a smile on her lips. “Sorry for what? Not performing

at a

Vivienne

on top of him, biting his lip, whispering, “Don’t worry, Mr.

pain of the first time was overshadowed

would be no stopping her

any longer, Percival flipped them over, his voice hoarse. “You

siren indeed, Mr. Wolf. Be careful you don’t lose your soul to

be bliss,” Percival murmured before their lips met

Another indescribable scene unfolded.

the

Percival got dressed and

had honed at the Emerald

Finnian had no desire to expand the monastery’s

since joining the monastery, as she had focused mainly on her medical

plan, Francis had to die. But—death came too easily to

his afterlife would be troubled. Let him be reborn in the realm of beasts

others, her training was ingrained, and she performed with ease. In just about

cleared of talismans, Vivienne collapsed onto the sofa in

ate at night, except for a slice of strawberry cheesecake, but today’s exertions

“What do you fancy? I’ll have something

a moment, then said, “I

Wolf had ever made

time, she still believed it was

her forehead affectionately. “Alright, I happened to pick up some fresh ingredients

didn’t usually keep much food here, but knowing Vivienne was staying

on pasta, but passing a supermarket with a fresh pasta stand,