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.

was agonizing for her because of the weight of these emotions. She found it.

react to or satisfy him.

passed in their conflicted

footsteps were heard in the hallway, soon followed by

Lucius.”

It was George.

concluded his nightly activities with Violet. Violet, worn out, had

remained beside her.

in his embrace, he was flooded

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arrival of George indicated

bed, carefully

by the blanket, with only her

a robe and stepped outside.

the door to the room, conscious of Violet’s

an isolated

with

a moment before speaking, his gaze downcast, “Our people have confirmed it, sir. Ms.

with

calm face suddenly turned rigid,

having planned a future with

suspected Violet was not Agatha, but

Master Lucius?” George inquired gently.

quiet for a

in understanding, and departed silently.

information to yourself, and that includes not

puzzled, simply responded with a

a long time, smoking several cigarettes in succession, a habit he typically found distasteful. The ground around him was littered with

finishing his fifth cigarette, he went

lay wrapped in the blanket,

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

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

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of George indicated something