Love Addiction: Doting On My Love by Wendy

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.

sensation was like a chord being struck within her, making her heart flutter and soar.

more daring. With one hand, he tore at her clothes,

heating up, the pressure was suddenly lifted off

away, the passion in his eyes turned cold as he remarked, “Truly aroused!

skin is.”

her senses and looked down at herself. True to his word, her skin was the color of a lobster, silently glowing with an

embarrassed, Violet quickly wrapped herself in her

coat over her, and commanded,

of his room, fleeing from

polar opposites. He maintained control over his emotions, easily

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room, her face flushed, Lucius appeared at her window. Breathless

into it with ease. He boarded effortlessly, showing no signs of the earlier passion, and left with his new

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taking in the lineup of women who were more stunning than top international models,

sigh. “What a playboy!”

from occasionally preparing simple meals to balance his refined

job reverted to weeding.

Weeding, always weeding.

bothered by it,

more leisure time, often swam in the

openly kiss one of them,

shook her head. “What

soaked her back, causing her shirt to cling

was no concern about her attire being noticed. Her outfit was modest

her weeding