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.

of the weight of these emotions. She found it.

to react to or satisfy him.

after night passed in their

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

Lucius.”

It was George.

activities with Violet. Violet, worn out, had fallen

remained beside her.

flooded with conflicting feelings. Feeling her soft, warm body, he

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George indicated something

bed, carefully covering Violet with the

entirely concealed by the blanket,

threw on a

to

isolated balcony. “What

voice was weary, with a hint of

his gaze downcast, “Our people have confirmed it, sir.

still with

turned rigid, his body tensing.

having planned a future

was not Agatha,

your plan, Master Lucius?” George

quiet for a lengthy period

understanding, and departed silently.

this information to yourself, and that includes not telling Violet.”

responded with

cigarettes in succession, a habit he typically found distasteful. The ground

fifth cigarette, he went back

the

enhancing her stunning features, except for her lips,

features and finally pausing at her eyes. He realized he couldn’t

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George