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.

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

the same cold voice!

shivered violently from the cold as she attempted to push that shoe away.

me go…” she murmured weakly. The freezing

turn up the heat a

Lucius stepped on her even harder

was going

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

had never seen someone as captivating as

did not show any indication of feeling cold, unlike her, who

surrounding temperature, and his gaze was icy sharp.

gatha?” It finally dawned on her what was happening. “Sir, you’ve mistaken me for another person. I’m

the child? What did

She repeated in confusion. She was not

is the child you were carrying?”

She was so cold that her

you abort

she could get up, he lifted her

was poised to strike. Violet struggled to catch

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

don’t know

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

and tossed her onto the bed. “Looks like I have to remind you who I am and what sort of relationship we have.”

over her

against hers. This scared her. “What are you doing?”

proceeded to climb