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,

His reply was laced with

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

from sight. She felt uneasy as she

to pack her belongings and went home

door, she recalled her forgotten promise to join

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be upset, she reasoned. He was a proud and aloof man, yet

a huge gap between them?

brightly in the sky

that night

can you

“What’s happened?”

Lucius. He’s injured and refuses to be bandaged. Please,

request jolted her awake. It had been hours since

all

poor. He could bleed

final words worried Violet. She leaped out of bed and dashed

after

nothing.” Violet assured her, though she

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

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

driver.

George sent me for you,” he explained, offering

voice confirmed the arrangement, expressing gratitude for her presence.

her to the most opulent hotel in the city. There, she was ushered into a penthouse, where George and Lucius

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

to the room where

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

and dropped to

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