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!”

you realize, but isn’t it too late?” Lucius responded with

her head. She argued, “If you knew I was

police or take me to

Lucius. Her desire to dissociate from him was

opting not

+15 BONOS

I bought you for ten billion. From now on, you’re mine. When I say left, you can’t go right,” he declared,

ten billion, wasn’t

isn’t it?” she accused, skeptical of

anyone would spend such an amount on

he wanted to lash out. He

warrants such an

to him, and Lucius felt compelled to

he chose the most harsh

face, pale skin, short legs. You don’t even meet the standards of a model. Your measurements are even less worth

she harsh words. “If that’s how it is, then why did you purchase me?”

a chef. What’s wrong for me to spend ten billion on a chef to cook for me?”

e felt by

by his

on

up from the

are you headed?”

“Back home.”

again as he bellowed, “Are you blatantly disregarding

said?”

pressing the bedsheet and the other dangling at her side, Violet’s gaze was filled

with defiance.

hers had Infuriated Lucius, and instilled in him

a chef was absurd. He wouldn’t spend so extravagantly if he didn’t harbor

this.