Percival’s lips curled into a smile, his eyes twinkling like stars in the night sky.

The divine beauty of Vivienne’s face, akin to a masterpiece carved by the gods themselves, made even someone like her—who prided herself on being no stranger to handsome men and beautiful women—pause in sheer admiration.

She belonged to him, and the fierce surge of possessiveness that rose from the depths of her heart quickly spread to her eyes.

Unabashed by her desire, Vivienne discarded her drenched dress. Her pale arms wrapped around Percival’s neck. “What’s so funny?” she asked, her voice sultry.

Percival’s gaze flickered. “I’ve already shared my thoughts,” he said. “Now’s not the time, so we have to… postpone ‘it’ a bit longer.”

Vivienne rolled her eyes internally. Who was really being put out here?

“You’re not worried about Kaitlyn?” Percival asked just before their lips met, voicing the final question of the night.

Before Vivienne could respond, the sound of labored breaths filled the steamy bathroom, spreading throughout.

As her mind hazed over, she thought she heard her phone ring. But then she was pulled into a sea of desire by Percival, all thoughts forgotten.

At the Hawthorn residence, the clock struck midnight.

Dorian sat up in bed, sleep nowhere in sight. His gaze then shifted to the emails on his laptop, feeling as if a boulder weighed heavy on his chest, making it hard to breathe.

[By tomorrow, I want to see that Hawthorn Group has terminated the endorsement deal with Kala.]

He had been on edge for days, and those few words made his heart tremble once again.

He opened and closed Vivienne’s contact on his phone, looking years older all of a sudden.

The once gentle and resilient eyes were now filled with weariness.

while, a long sigh

was he supposed to

The next day.

to follow the path laid out for them,

the opportunity, they decided to visit

your garage, do I really have to play chauffeur?” Leopold complained as he followed Vivienne into the house. He’d been up late with Griffin the night before and

he knew it, he was waiting in his car beneath

was unrepentant. “Got a problem

tambourine. “Besides, I’ve got nothing else

stopped in his tracks and glanced back at him. “What? You’re

Agency. Right now, anyone not assigned to an important person is basically on house arrest. Micah and Vance, too. The

you yesterday. Said he couldn’t reach you. He

already arranged for him to be taken back to

the Boyd family?” Leopold didn’t understand. Wasn’t that the same as

apparently not inclined to explain, and followed

out several times, both upstairs and downstairs, but received no response, which soured her

answer and wouldn’t have come over

find anyone soon, she was ready to call on

the second floor and pushed

inside, she paused, “Dorian, why didn’t

dressed in a suit and tie, ready to walk out the door at a

now

clear eyes noticed the fine sweat

you didn’t pick up, so I came to

just worked out a bit. Got a little hot, so I turned it on to cool down,” Dorian

he was

room behind Vivienne and merely glanced around before turning to

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