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

was the same cold voice!

attempted to push that shoe away. But she realized her whole body was

weakly. The freezing temperature made her fingers ache with

up the heat a bit?

on her even harder and pinned

was going

downward. He grabbed Violet’s chin

was incredibly handsome. She had never seen

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

was as cold as the surrounding temperature, and his gaze was

her what was happening. “Sir, you’ve mistaken me

did you do to

She was not sure

the child you were

She was so cold that her voice was

abort the

the floor. Before she could get up, he lifted her up by her collar. “You

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

and upset. She grasped his hands to try to ease the pain as she tried to explain, “Sir, I don’t even know you,

don’t know me?”

he sounded really nasally while speaking. Violet’s

like I have to

her

His rock-hard chest was pressed against hers. This scared her. “What

her. He proceeded to climb onto