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.

revealed a pair of shiny black leather shoes. He then stepped

same

cold as she attempted to push that shoe away. But she realized her whole body was extremely weak.

freezing temperature made

the heat a bit? I’m freezing.”

go, Lucius stepped on her even harder

going on?

Violet’s chin and turned her face toward

had never seen someone as captivating as him before.

in just a light shirt. Yet he did not show any

as cold as the surrounding temperature,

happening. “Sir, you’ve mistaken me for another person. I’m

What did

in confusion. She was not sure what Lucius

the child

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

you abort the child?”

Violet’s chin and flung her to the floor. Before she could get up,

to strike. Violet struggled to catch her breath in the face of his intense anger.

try to ease the pain as she tried to explain, “Sir, I don’t even know you, much less have anything to do with you. How could I be carrying

know me?”

really nasally while speaking. Violet’s heart sank; she had

bed. “Looks like I have to remind you who I

swiftly leaned over her and

against hers. This scared

to climb onto her body