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.”

spells for Francis was hardly as pressing as tangling

struggling to maintain control as her teasing

position to the sofa, then upstairs, the bathroom, and

was best left

Vivienne lay spent

expected this workout to be more draining than her regular fitness

and she was completely

written all over his

been more restrained, and Vivienne would

turned, looping her arms around his neck, a smile on her lips. “Sorry

at a

did Vivienne

top of him, biting his lip, whispering,

first time was overshadowed by the

on, there would be no stopping her

hold back any longer, Percival flipped them over, his voice

Wolf. Be careful

would be bliss,” Percival murmured

Another indescribable scene unfolded.

the evening,

and Percival got dressed

skill Vivienne had honed at

had no desire to expand the

was her first time conducting one since joining

plan, Francis had to die. But—death came

Let him be reborn in the realm of beasts in his next

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

was cleared of talismans, Vivienne collapsed onto the

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

her hair. “What do

then said,

had

she still believed it was the most

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

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

passing a supermarket with a fresh pasta stand,