The Million-Dollar Heart by Rebecca Ryan

Chapter 740

Vivienne's perfectly curved nose was pressed against the man's chest, muffling her voice as she spoke.

It sounded like she was crying, which made Percival's heart clench, holding her even tighter.

His voice was as gentle as if he were consoling a child, and his hands were not idle, patting her back rhythmically. "It's okay; these horror flicks are all fake. Vivienne. Don't cry." Vivienne: Which eye of yours saw me crying?

Seeing her words had no effect, her idle hand climbed to Percival's waist.

Through the thin fabric, her soft fingertips glided across his abdomen, sending a tingling sensation through him.

Percival's throat felt dry, and his lower abdomen tightened.

The eyes that were once filled with tender indulgence suddenly darkened, and when he spoke again, his voice was hoarse, "Vivienne, are you seducing me?"

On any other day, such a tone from him would have made Vivienne's eyes shine with fascination.

But this time, she remained silent, and once she found her target, her index finger and thumb suddenly pinched hard around Percival's waist. "Seduce this!"

Caught off guard, Percival couldn't help but let out a muffled groan. His arms loosened around Vivienne, and with a gentle push, he found himself sprawled on the couch, "If it wasn't for Kenneth being away from home lately, I'd think he taught you all those clumsy moves!"

Vivienne straddled him with her legs. "Mr. Wolf, can you drop those corny lines from the TV shows? They don't suit you, really. Look at me. Do I seem like someone who'd be scared of that?" Percival lay on the couch, half his face buried in a cushion.

The more Vivienne spoke, the more she found it amusing to see Percival, who seemed embarrassed, her laughter growing stronger. "Can't you just be yourself, Mr. Wolf?"

As she spoke, she got off him and patted his shoulder soothingly.

bit, she walked away to answer her phone,

voice still carried a hint of laughter as

to confirm it was indeed Vivienne's number, then

else would she sound

the urge to roll her eyes, Vivienne said curtly, "Spit it

sigh. That was the Vivienne she knew. The one before must have been

after the scene her mother had made with the family, she was too

away but turned to look at Percival still playing possum on the couch.

"Okay..."

fall into my hands!" Unaware of Victoria's curses, Vivienne hung up the phone and sat back down, coaxing Percival to

one hand: "You're right, this really isn't my

you, you

seriously, Vivienne was ready to push

he suddenly sat up and scooped Vivienne into

carrying a beauty back to

and as he laid Vivienne

making her cheeks burn. Her body

and

was revealed,

desire as he looked at her, "What's the matter? Can't

solid muscles. Her hands, not

she

eyes captivating, "I really can't wait. Mr. Wolf, what are

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