Love Addiction: Doting On My Love by Wendy

Chapter 48

Chapter 0048

“Bulls…

Violet’s mind flashed back to the terrifying dogs that had almost attacked her. She broke out into a cold sweat,

and her complexion turned pale.

“No!” she exclaimed in panic, gripping his wrist tightly.

His arms, positioned on either side of her, were tense and strong.

“I’m sorry.” Violet quickly apologized, exhaling softly in an attempt to calm his anger.

Lucius observed her from above and inhaled her scent; it had a mild, flowery sweetness that was utterly enticing. This was his first time noticing a woman’s scent, and it was intoxicating.

His body tensed uncontrollably, aroused, as though he were receiving a drug injection.

Oblivious to his reaction, Violet continued to breathe heavily in fear, her chest rising and falling.

As he felt it, Lucius’ eyes darkened, and his gaze shifted to her chest. Wordless, but Adam’s apple bobbed wildly, he took in the silent invitation.

Without realizing it, Violet placed her hand on his chest and gently pushed him. “I’m so sorry, I won’t do it again.”

This slight touch seemed to ignite something within him.

He yanked her hand away, dropped his head, and placed his lips on her chest.

Taken by surprise, Violet was momentarily immobilized.

at his thick hair, feeling the warmth and moisture against her chest. This sensation was like a chord being struck within her, making her heart

actions became more daring. With one hand, he tore at her clothes, while his other

the

pulled away, the passion in his eyes turned cold as

skin is.”

senses and looked down at herself. True to his word,

Violet quickly wrapped herself in her

his coat over her, and commanded,

his

she and Lucius were polar opposites. He maintained control over his emotions, easily reverting to his usual composed

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was panting in her small room, her face flushed, Lucius appeared at her window. Breathless and

it with ease. He boarded effortlessly, showing no signs of the earlier

many more women the

of women who were more

sigh. “What a playboy!”

simple meals to balance his refined taste

job reverted to weeding.

Weeding, always weeding.

wasn’t bothered by

in the lake. His

like ducklings. Sometimes, he would openly kiss

shook her head. “What a

outside. Sweat soaked her back, causing her shirt

field was deserted, so there was no concern about her attire being noticed. Her outfit was modest compared to those of

her weeding

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