Love Addiction: Doting On My Love by Wendy

Chapter 0072

After a moment of hesitation, Violet picked up the jacket and quietly exited the room.

Holding the jacket, she made her way to Lucius’s room, telling herself she was merely returning it, and gently

knocked on the door.

After a prolonged silence, assuming Lucius wasn’t there, she turned to leave.

But then, the door suddenly opened. She felt a strong grip on her waist, and she was swiftly pulled inside.

Caught completely by surprise, Violet was pulled into the room without a chance to react.

In the dimly lit room, Violet struggled to see clearly. The man’s hot breath was scorching against her face, the

intensity was almost overwhelming. His strong arms pinned her shoulders to the wall, the heat from his palm

radiating through her.

“…”

She attempted to lift the jacket.

Lucius interrupted her by leaning in to kiss her.

“Mmmh!”

Startled, her eyes widened in disbelief, barely discerning his silhouette. His body was tense, and his kiss was

assertive. To prevent her from resisting, he even went so far as to grip her wrists, restricting her movements.

Initially, his kiss seemed like a form of retribution. But as their lips met, he found her unexpectedly sweet,

intensifying the kiss until a sharp pain on his tongue and the taste of blood brought him back to reality.

He withdrew abruptly.

tried to push him away but found herself weak,

had bitten him, or else she might have suffocated.

came…to return your jacket,” she managed to

panting seemed to

to his eye level, saying accusingly, “Choosing this time and in that dress to return

you had no

he wouldn’t believe her

Lucius calmed and released her, proposing, “What do you want? I

as before, but you can stay in my bed

an opportunity; but for Violet,

is eager to be in

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the jacket at him

cold, but she wrapped her

stir such distress in her? Had

covered her head as the

This was the man who had forced her

and confined her–she was supposed to

her inner turmoil, Violet continued wearing the stylish clothes to please Regina,

effort to steer clear of Lucius, ensuring their paths seldom

with Violet, his attention

purely functional, speaking to her only as

was resigned to this state of affairs, recognizing that any deeper connection

question.

to eat. The hot weather

fruit salad from

as it was, the cold dish had unexpected

that it was the day her menstrual cycle was due.

an hour, she was wracked with severe abdominal pain. She struggled to ascend the stairs,

an eternity, she heard Lucius’s voice

of his presence, Violet leaned weakly against the wall, unable to raise her

whispered, her voice quivering

and feeling her alarmingly cold body,