Love Addiction: Doting On My Love by Wendy

Chapter 0058

Despite the air conditioning in the room, Violet felt very hot and thirsty. An unusual restlessness was stirring

inside of her. Could she be ill?

The door creaked open, jarring her from her drowsy state. Violet twisted uncomfortably, trying to settle back into rest, hoping a bit more sleep would alleviate her discomfort.

Lucius entered, and squinted his eyes to adapt to the dimness as he noticed the drawn curtains.

The faint light that filled the room revealed a small figure on the bed.

George, ever attentive to Lucius’s needs, had a tendency to send women to his room without his knowledge.

Lucius, after all, was a man with natural desires. It wasn’t uncommon for him to indulge in the company of an attractive woman sent his way.

He loosened his tie and began unbuttoning his shirt, acknowledging that it had been a while since he had been intimate with anyone.

Lifting the corner of the blanket, he slid into bed.

Upon embracing her, he reached out and found the softness of her skin appealing.

Impatiently, he yanked her clothing off and leaned down to kiss her neck.

Violet, who had been sleeping restlessly, was jolted awake by his sudden touch. Her initial instinct was to push him away, but the intensifying sensations made her yearn for more. She moaned softly, succumbing to the feeling.

Her mind was clouded, aware that she should resist, yet her arms wrapped around him more tightly.

Lucius found her instinctive embrace, which didn’t resort to any technique, surprisingly satisfying. His mild interest quickly deepened as he embraced the moment.

Acting on impulse, he pushed the blanket aside and sought her lips, his hand roaming over her body without restraint.

he pressed down on her waist, he

the time he realized, Violet had already responded with a

the bedside lamp, and the light

“Agatha?”

frustration. He callously pushed her aside, uncaring, as she

the cold, hard floor, Violet

open.

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cleared, she saw Lucius’s cold

into my bed?” Lucius’s voice thundered with anger, his piercing gaze bearing

this not her bedroom? Violet bit her

he demanded. He lifted her, and tossed her out

clung to him, murmuring,

laden with lingering

the bathroom, dousing her with cold water. “You

mind cleared, she struggled to piece together the events that led to this

thing she could recall was drinking a cup of water and then losing consciousness. The sensations Violet experienced under Lucius’s touch, a joy that seemed to emanate from her

unfamiliar with such substances, she understood that their effect was

water down further, trying

the day. He instructed the servants to leave for the night, and was preparing to

with a striking figure

confused. “Why are you still here? Don’t you

him mid-sentence. Lucius appeared, leaning against the staircase, his expression dark and his

was Agatha

maid’s uniform onto the

for managing the servants’ uniforms, naturally,

Agatha?” George’s shock was evident, and his gaze darted