Love Addiction: Doting On My Love by Wendy

Chapter 0085

By the time Lucius was done, Violet’s body was soft and limp.

Lucius licked his lips blissfully, understanding that this was the taste he had been yearning for.

This was amazing, he thought. He saw this as a perfect chance to gratify himself while also impregnating her. with the intention that he could easily let her go once he had his fill.

Lucius found pleasure at night, but Violet treated him coldly throughout the day.

She had purposefully avoided him ever since he forced himself on her.

At night, when he forcefully took what he wanted, she remained silent, biting her lip.

He despised this; to be chosen by him was a dream for many; she should be grateful on her knees.

Violet’s disregard only fueled his resolve to torment and wound her, to make her plead for mercy.

However, she refused to yield, even when her lips were bitten to the point of blood or when she tore the sheets in agony.

This behavior was entirely unlike Agatha’s!

Lucius became increasingly aware of the change. Realizing it provided him no joy, only frustration and sorrow.

Understanding it didn’t bring him happiness, but rather persistent annoyance and despair. He acted more

oppressively towards Violet, attempting to force out the familiar Agatha’s nature in her.

In the past, she would comply with him to make things easier, but on the issue of childbirth, she found herself

unable to do so. The idea of conceiving his child and then abandoning it was unthinkable for her.

Violet believed that a child should be born out of love and deserve affection from both parents, growing up in

their presence. If such an environment couldn’t be ensured, she felt it was preferable not to have children.

Having experienced a life devoid of maternal affection, Violet was reluctant to bring a child into the world,

despite her longing for freedom.

for her because of the weight

to or satisfy him.

after night passed in their

footsteps were heard in the hallway, soon followed by a knock on the door, “Master

Lucius.”

It was George.

his nightly activities with Violet. Violet, worn out, had fallen asleep, but

remained beside her.

at the woman in his embrace, he was flooded with conflicting feelings. Feeling her

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arrival of George

sigh, Lucius left the bed, carefully covering Violet

entirely concealed by the blanket, with only

threw on a robe and

to

an isolated balcony. “What is it?”

weary, with a

before speaking, his gaze downcast, “Our

with Edur.”

face suddenly turned rigid, his body tensing.

this news was particularly striking. Despite having planned a future with Violet, even considering a child, he

Violet was not Agatha, but the confirmation came

plan, Master Lucius?” George inquired gently.

stayed quiet for a

nodded in understanding, and departed

information to yourself, and that

puzzled, simply responded with a

a habit he typically found distasteful. The ground around him was littered with ash and discarded cigarette butts.

cigarette, he went back to the

wrapped in the blanket, her fair

eyelashes were thick and beautifully fanned above her eyes, enhancing her stunning features, except for her lips, which bore bloodstains and wounds

face, tracing her features and finally pausing at her eyes. He

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early arrival of George indicated something