Love Addiction: Doting On My Love by Wendy

Chapter 0104

Violet was astonished, barely managing to speak. “You… Why are you here?”

He walked into the room with great strides without giving her a second glance, as if she were a stranger to him. “I’m here to see Naomi.”

“Master Lucius,” Naomi greeted, almost dropping her bowl in surprise upon hearing him. “You… you… Please, have a seat.”

It took her some time to clear her mind and decide what to do. She raced to get a stool, wiped it

down with a scarf, and set it in front of Lucius.

Lucius surveyed the room with a look of contempt, but finally decided to sit on the stool Naomi

had cleaned.

“I’m going to do the laundry.” Violet turned and went into the bathroom when she realized her

presence wasn’t required.

Her delicate arms worked laboriously at washing the clothes, her silhouette appearing fragile and

slender.

Lucius, from his position, could easily see Violet’s figure through the small bathroom’s entrance,

his gaze lingering unintentionally.

He found it infuriating that Violet preferred to remain in such a small space rather than be with a man like him, someone with a plethora of women lining up for his favor and plotting to stay by his

side.

His annoyance grew, prompting him to stand abruptly.

Naomi, still anxious, asked, “Do you need anything, Master Lucius?”

Lucius dismissed her with a wave. “Nothing.”

His towering statue made the already small room feel even more cramped when he stood.

while

presence, mistakenly thought he needed

hand and moved aside, only to find him standing quietly at

from her.

to ask, “Do you need

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repeatedly, and his face was clouded and dissatisfied with

point, he abruptly yanked her from the faucet, firmly grabbing her shoulder, and declared, “I have to wash my hands.”

was powerful, compelling

the cramped quarters, their bodies inadvertently brushed

dressed, Violet could feel the hardness of

of their

where their bodies had met, feeling the imprint

the lingering sense of his overpowering presence with a towel.

the room grew dimmer. Curious if rain

face looming on top

an icy and severe stare, his expression

by his anger, extended the towel to him.

stared coldly and made no move to accept it, his hands resting

side.

her offer, and suggested, “How about a drink? I can get

you can afford my choice of

spirits falling.

and even if she could, it wouldn’t be available for purchase, she gently suggested, “Maybe you could sit for a bit longer.”

headed

would suffocate from a lack of oxygen in his overbearing

breathe.

insane for coming here as he watched her run away from him,

a dangerous presence.

to no end, and he trailed her with long

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knelt down, he stood towering above her, his height in stark contrast to her

bent form.

decided it was best to leave. She approached Lucius,