Love Addiction: Doting On My Love by Wendy

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Lucius’s actions surprised Violet. She cried out in alarm, “What are you doing?”

Silent and determined, he grasped her firmly. “What are you trying to do?”

Ignoring her pleas, Lucius marched forward with long steps, straight for a special passage. He was seemingly indifferent to her protests.

Fear engulfed Violet as she struggled to understand his motives.

The special passage was brightly lit and harshly illuminated his face, revealing his icy demeanor. Trying to break free, she stopped when he violently shattered a lamp on the wall.

She finally quieted down, panted, and scowled at him.

Fresh blood dripped from his fingertips, falling to the floor drop–by–drop. His face was dark and brooding, but he showed no signs of pain, as if his hand had become severed from his nerves.

Lucius then released her, his voice heavy with emotion. “Do I mean nothing to you?”

Confused and unsure of how to respond. She was overcome with sympathy as she stared blankly

at his wounded hand.

He pressed for an answer, “Speak!”

Hesitantly, she asked, “What do you expect me to say?”

“Define what I represent in your life!”

What did Lucius mean to her? Agatha had already taken up residence in his heart. What would he

do if she declared her feelings or love for him? Surely, he would mock her.

“In reality, we don’t have any relationships, do we?” she responded cautiously,

was laced with a bitter resignation.

nodded, a cold smirk crossing his face, and agreed. “You’re right.

her standing alone and rooted to the spot, until he disappeared from sight. She felt uneasy as she glanced at the puddle of blood on the

belongings and went home

promise to join him for a drink. In the

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must be upset, she reasoned. He was a proud and aloof man, yet she had ignored him.

was there such a huge gap

the sun shining brightly in the

call from George that night

can you come over

“What’s happened?”

He’s injured and refuses to be bandaged. Please, we need your help.”

It had been hours since they

the wound been open all this time?” she asked, concerned.

clotting is poor. He could

Violet. She leaped out of bed and dashed out the door, forgetting to change her

going on?” Naomi asked after

Violet assured her, though she

chill against her thinly–clad body, but there was no time to dwell on it. She raised her hand to flag down

from a car that had just stopped before her, driven by

driver.

George sent me for you,” he explained, offering her a phone.

the arrangement, expressing

took her to the most opulent hotel in the city. There, she

seeing Violet, George expressed relief. “Ms. Violet, I’m glad you

the room where Lucius

glass of wine in one hand, his other hand was bandaged, and blood oozed

and dropped

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