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 Lucius approached Violet

of his presence, mistakenly thought

moved aside, only to find him standing quietly at a

from her.

compelled to ask, “Do you need to use the

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repeatedly, and his face

she neared her breaking point, he abruptly yanked her from the faucet, firmly grabbing her shoulder, and declared, “I have to

powerful, compelling her

quarters, their bodies inadvertently brushed against

could feel the hardness of his muscles through

their

bodies had met, feeling the imprint

wipe away the lingering sense of his overpowering presence with a towel.

dimmer. Curious if rain was coming, she looked up, only

face looming on top

icy and severe stare, his

like a towel?” Violet, baffled by his anger, extended the towel to him.

no move to accept it, his hands resting idly by his

side.

withdrew her offer, and suggested, “How about a drink?

my choice of drink?” Lucius’s sharp retort made

spirits falling.

even if she could, it wouldn’t be available for purchase, she gently suggested, “Maybe

headed to

fear she would suffocate from a lack of oxygen in his overbearing presence. His low pressure was already making it

breathe.

he watched her run away from him,

a dangerous

end, and he trailed her

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

bent form.

sensing the uneasy atmosphere, decided it was best to leave. She approached