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.

like a chord being struck within her, making her heart

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

the pressure

pulled away, the passion in his eyes turned cold

skin is.”

senses and looked down at herself. True to his word, her skin was the

humiliating! Feeling utterly embarrassed, Violet quickly wrapped

his coat over her,

dashed out of his room,

maintained control over his emotions, easily reverting to his usual composed self,

+15 BONOS

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

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

more women the next

who were more stunning than top international

sigh. “What a playboy!”

occasionally preparing simple meals to balance

job reverted to weeding.

Weeding, always weeding.

by it, despite its

time, often swam in the lake.

ducklings. Sometimes, he would openly kiss one of them, unconcerned

her head. “What a

Sweat soaked her back, causing her shirt

removed her jacket, revealing a tank top underneath. The field was deserted, so there was no concern about her attire

her weeding