Love Addiction: Doting On My Love by Wendy

At the edge of the city, far from the noise and commotion, stood a massive city wall supporting a castle-like structure. Here lay Imperial Palace, a place shrouded in mystery. Behind it was an endless forest, while in front was a beautiful, shimmering lake.

Cold…

A young woman curled up as she hugged herself tightly on the finely embroidered carpet made by top Lussian craftsmen. She wore a white dress with puffed sleeves that beautifully fit her body. The dress revealed her legs, which were positioned in a suggestive manner. Her delicate face was accentuated by her subtly arched brows. Along with her rosy lips and white teeth, she radiated an air of purity.

Her shoulders were exposed to the cold, and it caused her to shiver. Snowflakes were visible on her thin eyelashes as they fluttered.

It was definitely colder than negative ten degrees Celsius.

“I’m freezing!”

Had she fallen asleep in a freezer?

In her daze, she heard someone say, “Lower the temperature!”

The voice sounded colder than the room itself.

“Who is it? Why does he keep making it colder when he knows I don’t like the cold?”

Violet finally forced herself to open her eyes. She did not want to freeze to death.

She noticed Atalian Renaissance period paintings hung on the wall. They looked blurry because her eyes were still unfocused. She looked down and saw herself lying on the floor near someone’s legs.

They were straight and long.

one of his legs and revealed a pair of shiny black leather shoes. He then stepped

same cold voice!

push that shoe away. But

go…” she murmured weakly. The freezing temperature made her fingers

turn up the heat a bit? I’m freezing.”

Lucius stepped on her even harder and pinned

was going on?

head downward. He grabbed Violet’s chin and turned her face

was incredibly handsome. She had never seen

dressed in just a light shirt. Yet he did not show any indication of feeling cold, unlike her, who was freezing

the surrounding temperature, and his

“Sir, you’ve mistaken me for

did you do to him?”

in confusion. She was

is the child you were carrying?”

tried to clarify. She was so cold that her voice was

abort

flung her to the floor. Before she could get up, he lifted

looked like a demon that was poised to strike. Violet struggled to catch her breath in

to ease the pain as she tried to explain, “Sir, I don’t even know you, much less have

know me?”

while speaking. Violet’s heart sank; she had a bad feeling about

her up and tossed her onto the bed. “Looks like I

swiftly leaned over her and pinned her

rock-hard chest was pressed against

He proceeded to climb onto