Love Addiction: Doting On My Love by Wendy

Violet felt a chill run down her spine. Lucius took away the blanket, which was the only thing she had.

She yelped. She still had her clothes on, but they were torn. Her pants even had a huge tear that revealed her legs.

“Don’t touch me!”

He ignored her as he slid his sharp fingernails down her back. It hurt!

Soon, he reached her private parts.

“No!” She closed her eyes in fear.

If he were to do it, was she even able to defend herself?

He suddenly stopped and withdrew his hand. Instead, he stood up and tossed the sheet back to her as if it were a rag cloth. He brushed his hands off in disgust. “Agatha, get over yourself. I’ve long lost interest in women like you.”

Agatha again? Why did he keep calling her Agatha? Was she her doppelganger?

“I’m not Agatha!” She stated again, “I don’t know anyone by that name.”

“Do you think I won’t recognize you just because you changed your looks?”

stand up when he grabbed her arm. His grip was so strong that it felt like he might crush her bones. He smirked as he revealed

she gulped, and it took her some

my looks? What do you

raised his

her skin to sting. She could

let go of her. Her arm was in

document. It was a cosmetic surgery

lover thinks of your fake face when he sees it every day. Doesn’t

consistently mistook her for Agatha. Through his words, Violet began to piece together the situation. Not only had his

was not surprising. Who could tolerate such a bad-tempered

any cosmetic surgery. I’ve looked like this my whole life. If you don’t believe me, I can show you my ID. Give me my luggage.”

with

was unusual for

One minute later…

“What?!”

was dumbfounded as she found someone else’s ID

She was frustrated. “There must’ve been

card?” Lucius sarcastically asked. Violet looked at the ID again. The photo was indeed

was going on?

she lose her memory? Did she really change her face and forget about

her memory. So, why did this ID have her photo? Apart from that, none of the other