Love Addiction: Doting On My Love

Chapter 23

He then walked out without a glance back. Violet stared at the clothes in her hands and then at his

back. She could not figure out what he meant by this.

Even though she did not want to wear the clothes he gave her, she could not go out naked. She had to

put on

the clothes he gave her.

It was a sexy dress with spaghetti straps that did not fit her style. Violet adjusted the straps to get the

dress high up her shoulders, but she still ended up showing a lot of skin.

Then, she was brought to a helicopter. Was Lucius letting her leave?

She gave Lucius a confused look, but his face remained stern. Clearly, he did not want to talk to her.

Violet was starving, so she did not have the strength nor the mood to talk to him either, so she shut her

eyes to take

а пар.

The helicopter flew for some time before it arrived at a place that was styled like Hawell. They entered

a lavishly decorated place, and a man wearing a shirt with flower patterns welcomed them. He looked

straight at Violet and could not move his eyes away from her chest.

Violet covered her chest and felt great disgust toward him.

Lucius gave the man a lazy greeting and spoke in a language she could not understand. Then, he left.

Violet and the man were left alone in the room.

“Eat something?” the man asked in broken Sommersettese while he looked her up and down. It was

absolutely

disgusting.

Violet was famished, but she did not dare to eat anything random. When the man presented her with a

purple sweet potato, she reluctantly thanked him, but did not touch it.

“No like?”

The man leaned over, put his palm above her knee, and started kneading while insinuating certain

things. Instinctively. Violet shrank back and looked toward the door. She had never longed for Lucius to

come back as

much as she did at that moment.

The unfamiliar man did not give up. He got closer, and, this time, he touched her inner thigh.

Out of self-preservation, Violet slapped him.

His expression changed.

He grabbed her hair. “I was nice! But you say no! I kill you!”

Then, he started saying something in his own language while lifting her dress and pressing in.

“Ah!”

When Lucius came back, he saw Violet huddled in the corner while shivering. Her clothes were

disheveled. and her hair was a mess. Lying before him was the man’s corpse. His clothes were in an

equally disheveled

state, but he had a knife buried into his chest while his blood spilled all over the floor.

Lucius was not shocked by this. He kicked the man aside on his way to Violet and squatted down to lift

her

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Her face was as pale as a sheet, and fear shone in her teary eyes.

She slapped him.

Despite being terrified, she possessed a lot of strength. A clear handprint showed up on Lucius’s face.

“You b*stard!”

Violet had been holding on a mouthful of blood, and she spat it all on his face.

Lucius’s expression became even colder and more ruthless.

He threw her on the floor and pressed her head down. It was pinned against the dead man’s chest. The

sharp

knife and red blood stood starkly in front of her face. The smell of blood and the man’s disgusting body

odor

wafted into her nose, and she started gagging.

“Did you think you could have killed him with your petty tricks? If I hadn’t poisoned him beforehand, he

would have been having his way with you right now!”

Was she supposed to thank him?!

Thank him for letting her practice self-defense on a man he wanted to kill?!

“Did I hurt your sensitive little heart by mocking your lover? Are you taking revenge for her?” Violet

wanted to cry, but she refused to shed any tears or submit to him. Instead, she provoked him.

This was the only thing she could think of to make him hate her even more. Otherwise, he would not

stop causing her trouble even if she stayed out of his path.

Violet felt a pressure on her neck, and her face became smeared with the dead man’s blood. She

looked so pathetic that she no longer resembled herself.

Lucius whispered coldly into her ear, “I’m warning you to think about your own capabilities before you

insinuate that others are trash collectors.”

He had heard it!

“Also, if you want to make amends, do it properly. What’s with cursing me while pretending to submit? I

don’t mind being cursed, but I don’t like insincerity.”

…He was so arrogant and narcissistic!

Violet had not expected him to notice what she did. At that moment, all the fight within her bled out, and

she shut her eyes while breathing softly.

Lucius let her go.

“Throw him out,” he ordered his subordinates coldly. The dead man was nothing but an ant to him.

When

Violet saw Lucius wiping his hands coldly, she shivered.

“If you want an easier life, learn to be obedient. You knew this in the past, so why are you so much

worse at it now?” he mocked her before throwing away his handkerchief and striding out of the room.

Violet wanted to tell him that she was not Agatha and would never imitate her, but she did not. If she

did, she

would just have to endure another round of punishment. After the shock she went through tonight, she

no

longer had the strength to fight against him.