Love Addiction: Doting On My Love by Wendy

Chapter 0142

Violet was dizzy from Lucius’s abrupt pull. She found herself collapsing onto the sofa by the time she regained consciousness.

Lucius towered over her. His piercing stare was murderous.

Reacting instinctively, she recoiled, her eyes betraying fear. She was no stranger to his ruthless

side.

Her retreat only worsened his irritation. His mood soured as he accused, “You’re here to use me,

aren’t you?”

His accusation had pained undertones and sounded almost childlike.

Violet felt a twinge of guilt and tried to explain. “I didn’t mean to…”

“Since you’ve come to use me, let’s make a deal. I can spare them, but what’s in it for me? What can you bring to the table to make it worthwhile?”

Lucius then lounged on the sofa, adopting a businesslike demeanor.

He sprawled his arms across the back of the sofa, appearing relaxed. His earlier anger ostensibly dissipated as he started treating Violet as if she were non–existent.

Violet was overcome with an unexplainable sense of disappointment. She sat motionless with her head lowered, biting her lip repeatedly.

He warned, “My patience is limited. Those people will be gone if you don’t give me a satisfactory answer within a minute!”

Violet tasted the metallic tang of blood from biting her lip too hard.

“Are they not worth anything to you?”

His tone was cold and laced with mockery. “If so…”

“That’s not what I mean,” Violet interjected quickly, “I have nothing to exchange, and you won’t find value in anything I could offer.”

could she possibly give to

least you’re self–aware.” Lucius

was’amplified by his comments. She bit her

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to the sight of blood on her lip. Instinctively, he reached out

Let go!”

tears welling up in her eyes at that moment, and it crushed

his

leaned down, capturing her lips

Violet could not understand what was going on and

within him and motivating him to deepen the kiss, claiming her mouth

stared wide–eyed at the man taking liberties in

events.

things taken such an unexpected turn?

pushed her further back onto the

keep her balance and

crushed

ferocious and intense to

her thoughts clouding over, unsure of how to react. Eventually, she closed her eyes,

regained her senses, the kiss had ended.

at the other end of

was harsh, yet

up. She touched her neck in disbelief.

unceremoniously, “Stay there!”

Her mind felt as if it had

bent over her, pressing her firmly against the sofa, his

growl, “Are you

at

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the sofa, she lay motionless, her body rigid with tension, as she watched

defensively.