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.

to push him away but found herself weak, sliding down

gasped for air, grateful she had bitten him, or else she might have

she managed to say

panting seemed to aggravate Lucius’s anger.

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

had no

he wouldn’t believe her

proposing, “What do you want?

same as before, but you can stay in my bed until I find someone else.”

seem like an opportunity;

“Not everyone is eager to be in

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the jacket at him and left the room.

greeted her. It wasn’t cold, but she wrapped her

stir such distress in her? Had

as the thought occurred to

for him? This was the man who

attacked, and

continued wearing the stylish clothes to please

to steer clear of Lucius,

part, appeared unconcerned with Violet, his attention

functional, speaking to her only as

that any deeper connection

question.

attending Regina, Violet headed downstairs to eat. The

salad from the

as it was, the cold dish had unexpected

was the

wracked with severe abdominal pain. She struggled to ascend the stairs, finally collapsing in agony

Lucius’s voice say, “Why are you here like this?”

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

Grandma shortly,” she whispered, her voice quivering in an attempt to sound composed.

sweat–soaked face and feeling her alarmingly cold body, grew