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.”

she possibly give to someone who

least you’re self–aware.” Lucius

comments. She bit her lip again, this time

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blood on her lip. Instinctively,

Let go!”

see the tears welling up in her eyes at that moment, and

again, his voice now husky and low.

down, capturing her

could not understand what was going on and

fire within him and motivating him to deepen the kiss,

stared wide–eyed at the man taking liberties in her space, bewildered by

events.

such an unexpected turn?

beside her, and they pushed her further back onto the sofa.

balance

crushed her. Pent–up resentment drove his actions.

grew too ferocious and

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

her senses, the kiss had ended.

of the sofa, his

you really are something, fainting from a kiss,” he remarked. His tone was harsh, yet his

reddened as she sat up. She touched her

ordered unceremoniously,

at him in confusion. Her mind felt as if it had shut down after passing

bent over her, pressing her firmly against the

growl, “Are you

twitched at the ominous

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lay motionless, her body rigid

defensively.