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 snorted.

She bit her

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the sight of blood on her

Let go!”

her eyes to meet his. Lucius could see the tears welling

again, his voice now husky

her lips in

was going on and parted her lips in disbelief.

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

taking liberties in her space, bewildered by the

events.

such an unexpected

her, and they pushed her further back onto the

keep her balance

and his weight nearly crushed her. Pent–up resentment drove his

ferocious and intense to

felt breathless, her thoughts clouding over, unsure of how to react.

senses, the

other end of the sofa, his gaze icy.

tone was harsh, yet his lips curled in a playful smirk, his demeanor less rigid than

up. She touched her neck in disbelief. She had

unceremoniously, “Stay there!”

from the sudden movement, Violet gazed at him in confusion. Her mind felt as if it had shut down

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

growl, “Are you

at

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sofa, she lay motionless, her body rigid with

defensively.