Love Addiction: Doting On My Love by Wendy

Chapter 0114

Violet opted for silence, and touched her nose.

She was led to a presidential suite, but she had to share it with Lucius, a prospect she found less

than appealing.

Violet attempted to persuade George to stay in an alternative, smaller room, as she was

uncomfortable with the idea of staying with Luclus.

George appeared distressed, explaining. “This hotel only has presidential suites.”

Violet was on the verge of tears.

George reassured her, “You’re not alone, Ms. Violet. All of us are staying here.”

His words helped Violet relax..

The suite, more akin to a villa, had numerous rooms, making it very spacious for Lucius alone. Violet purposefully relocated her bags to a room farthest away from the master bedroom.

But soon, George was at her door, suggesting. “Ms. Violet, staying closer to Master Lucius’s room would be better for meal arrangements.”

Remembering she was here to work, Violet begrudgingly moved to a room nearer to Lucius, putting professional obligation ahead of personal comfort.

Lucius didn’t work at the hotel. He frequently visited high–end clubs that provided everything from

food to drinks.

Despite this, being the odd man he was, he refused to eat there, insisting on meals cooked by Violet being delivered to him punctually.

Motivated by her paycheck, Violet committed to the task, personally selecting ingredients, cooking, and delivering each meal to him.

At the grand dining table, amidst an array of exquisite delicacies, there were always Violet’s

simpler, average–tasting dishes.

barged into high society, completely out of

on business discussions while

at him with amazement, their attention gradually shifted

later, Lucius’s business partners learned about Lucius’s

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gazes landed on her, as if stripping her naked. She had no

to retreat quietly.

her to sit next

did, the stares of others

liberated once he finished his meal. She longed to run

her with delicious treats to dine with the

knew no boundaries of race, nationality, or ethnicity. A woman with tanned skin dining.

forward to ask, “What’s the nature of

of her meal, responded, “What else could it be?

him–purely professional, isn’t it?”

think he

Pfft!

some of which became lodged in her

covered her mouth, and vigorously

it! It’s

knew, would only have such feelings

night, Violet stood on the balcony. She

of the woman from earlier seemed to linger in

that Lucius wasn’t one to easily fall

her restless tonight.

like the moon. If you haven’t been mistaken for

a few days by his side, you wouldn’t deserve to know

apart; better not

her head, she resolved to get some sleep regardless.

sudden noise came from

noise several times tonight, but hadn’t

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after, there was a