Love Addiction: Doting On My Love by Wendy

Chapter 0124

*Be grateful for you?” Violet’s response was laced with irony. “Why should I be grateful to you? You’re responsible for what you’ve done to me. I’m calling the cops!”

Lucius’s expression darkened and became more menacing by the moment.

“Oh? Forgotten already? Who initiated things last night? Shall we get the copx here and show them how you seduced me?”

“Nonsense!”

Violet couldn’t fathom it. She was well aware of her character. The idea of her willingly getting into his bed seemed absurd.

Confusion plagued her about the previous night’s events. Why had she no memory of them? How had she come across Lucius, and how did they end up together? Nothing made sense.

“Is it really nonsense? Let’s find out,” Lucius challenged, revealing his neck to her. “Shall we go for a medical check? These marks; you bit me here, and here.”

His body bore several bite marks, and his back showed fresh scratch marks.

She began to doubt herself. Could she have been responsible for these?

“What…what really happened?” she asked softly, no longer opposing him.

This question infuriated Lucius further. He retorted, “Violet, I’ve yet to question you. How did you

fall into Edur’s hands and end up being auctioned?”

“Edur? Auctioned?”

She had no memory of these events.

“I went for a job interview in an industrial area. A HR manager wanted to discuss the job offer in

detail with me. Then, he offered me a drink.”

Suddenly, realization dawned, her eyes widened and exclaimed, “That drink was tampered with!”

it too late?” Lucius

She argued, “If

you call the police or

words agitated Lucius. Her desire to

not

+15 BONOS

billion. From now on, you’re mine. When I say left,

wasn’t this whole

isn’t it?” she accused, skeptical

believe anyone would spend such an amount on a

irritated Lucius, and he wanted to lash out. He responded bitterly. “A scheme? What’s

that warrants such

to say to him, and Lucius felt compelled to strangle

chose the most harsh words

short legs. You don’t even meet the standards of a model. Your measurements are even

to her ongoing affection for him, Violet remained silent because of how hurt she harsh words. “If that’s how it is, then

spend ten billion on a chef to cook for me?”

e felt by

by his

touched her cheeks, caught between tears and laughter at his reasoning. It dawned on her that he had spent an

got up from

are you headed?”

“Back home.”

flared up again as he bellowed, “Are you

said?”

one hand pressing the bedsheet and the other dangling at her side, Violet’s

with defiance.

and instilled in him

so extravagantly if he didn’t harbor feelings for her,

this.