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,

laced with a

smirk crossing his face, and agreed. “You’re right. We’re nothing to each

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

to her office to pack her belongings and went home because she was no longer in the mood to

the door, she recalled her forgotten promise to join him for a drink. In the midst

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was a proud and aloof man, yet she had

was there such a

shining brightly in the sky in Violet’s mind, desirable yet

that night abruptly woke

Violet, can you come over

“What’s happened?”

He’s injured and refuses to be bandaged.

urgent request jolted her awake. It had been hours since

wound been open all this time?” she

is poor. He

of bed and dashed

Naomi asked after being awakened by the

though she was already rushing out the

no time to dwell on it. She raised her hand to

a car that had just stopped before her, driven

driver.

he explained, offering her a phone.

confirmed the arrangement, expressing gratitude for her

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

Violet, I’m glad

led her to the

of wine in one hand, his other

it and dropped to

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