The Million-Dollar Heart by Rebecca Ryan

Vivienne nodded, although she wasn't afraid of Harrison. But now that she was working for the government, she had to tone down her usual aggressive tactics. Just thinking about it made her feel queasy.

It was a moment of madness that had her agreeing to set up a team for the officials. Now every move she made had to be considered through the lens of her new position.

Life used to be simpler. Without this official title, she could have given Harrison and Gavin and their gang a far more creative send-off.

Percival could tell what she was thinking with just one glance. He tapped Vivienne's nose playfully and said, "Times have changed, Vivienne. There's a lot of unknown dangers out there, and we can't be as reckless as we used to be."

Vivienne raised an eyebrow, puzzled.

Was she being reckless?

Was she?

Well, not really.

Although, she did indeed have to play her cards close to the chest until she figured out who the big boss behind the scenes was and what their agenda entailed.

She smoothed her frown away, recalling something Victoria had mentioned a few days ago. Turning her head, she brought her lips close to Percival's ear, whispering softly.

The warmth of her breath tickled his ear, quickly turning his skin a shade of pink. His arms, which were wrapped around her waist, tightened ever so slightly. His hands, restless and wandering, climbed higher up her back.

Percival's eyes darkened with danger, his Adam's apple bobbing, a dry thirst overwhelming him, his focus entirely fixated on Vivienne's lips. He wanted to kiss her.

The thought burst through his mind with urgency.

had hardly had a

traced Vivienne's eyes gently. She frowned slightly, unable to resist the ticklish sensation, and stopped his wandering hands in their tracks. Her eyes sparkled mischievously, "Mr.

of coquetry when she spoke to him,

smirk as he held her chin, "I heard every word, and it's

with seduction, made her ears burn and her grip on his

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if her mind were on anything

quick turn, she slipped off her shoes, and in a fluid motion, she had the handsy

her almond-shaped eyes brimming with allure. She leaned in close, her fingers playfully teasing open his shirt buttons, "Mr. Wolf,

delicate fingers began

eyes roiled with desire, and without hesitation, he agreed to Vivienne's proposal. His little minx always had more tricks up her sleeve for such

firmly grasped her waist, red marks

scattered light across the room. Vivienne, glistening with sweat, finally succumbed to exhaustion and was carried back to the bedroom in

that they

the relentless ringing of the old man's

Harrison and the others had been waiting for

guys even have a sense of time? Why are

took her seat beside

ringing in his head. On one side was the humiliation of being kicked last time, and on the other was a wary respect for Percival. The two emotions intermingled, making it hard for his chilly

in pretense of politeness, "Victoria, don't be so harsh. Ms. Hawthorn and Mr. Ellington are your close cousins; we're all family here. Whatever you need, we can wait." Richard glanced sideways, seemingly in agreement with Harrison, "That's right, we're all family. Victoria, didn't you say you had something to ask of Percival and Vivienne? Now that

on Vivienne's shoulder, and when

he shared

froze, her eyes a