Love Addiction: Doting On My Love

Chapter 22

Violet listlessly pulled the weeds in the garden. Her originally pretty face was getting thinner from the

torment she suffered. Thankfully, she was not the type to tan. Even If she was exposed to the weather,

she remained fair. The only problem was that she did get sunburned, and it hurt.

While Violet had never lived a life of luxury, she had never suffered like this either.

The things Lucius said yesterday and his ruthless expression were at the forefront of her mind. She sat

down on the grass, no longer in the mood to weed the garden.

“Damn you, Lucius Davis!”

She wrote Lucius’s name on the grass and started stabbing it. “A person like you should just die,

without at son, without-

“What’re you doing?” A shrill voice came from above Violet. The woman in the bikini had come over at

some point in time and recognized the name she had stabbed multiple times. It looked like a mess.

“Lucius Davis? You wrote his name? Are you trying to cast a spell on him?!” she screamed.

Violet had to admit, she was impressed. Violet herself could no longer read the two words, but the

woman

could!

“You’re despicable! How could you use voodoo magic on him after he broke off with you?! You’re less

than a piece of trash in his eyes, and you still dream about him wanting you?!”

Violet had been worried about the woman having heard her curse Lucius, so she was relieved by her

tirade.

She nodded. “Yes, yes. I’m less than a piece of trash, which is you, by the way. That’s why Lucius

decided to sleep with you.” A trash collector should just collect trash, anyway.

“You b*tch!” The bikini lady had not expected to be mocked. Her face turned red, but Violet just

shrugged.

“If you have no other business with me, I’m going back to work.”

She turned around to continue weeding the garden, but saw a long shadow by her side.

Instinctively, she looked back.

Lucius stood behind her. His face was cold, and his gaze was sharp.

Did he hear their conversation? Did he understand her implication that he was a trash collector?

Violet stepped on her writing to block his gaze.

“Lucius!” The bikini lady ran over to him and started crying on his shoulder. “She said I’m trash–

“How do you want me to punish her?”

“Make her weed the garden the whole day, and don’t let give her food.”

“Sure.”

The bikini lady gave Violet a triumphant look before sashaying away. She was also pressed so close to

Lucius that they almost started screwing each other on the spot.

Violet shrugged and resumed weeding the garden without a single word. She was already used to

being punished. All she had to go through was a few more hours of sunshine, anyway. It was much

better than being

punished in bed.

“Ah!”

The bikini lady was thrown on the carpet when they entered the mansion.

“Lucius?” She looked up with teary eyes and a sad expression.

“Touch me without permission again, and I’ll cut off whatever part of you touched me!” Lucius warned

her and went upstairs without giving her a second glance.

The bikini lady finally realized her mistake, and cold sweat broke out on her skin. When she came in to

provide Lucius her services, George told her that she was not to approach Lucius aside from during

s*x. She had

forgotten her place after being showered with favor.

Lucius was truly a scary man.

It was not an easy task weeding the garden for an entire day. Fortunately, it rained in the afternoon,

which was

the only reason why Violet did not get a heatstroke. But she did get drenched, and her clothes stuck

uncomfortably to her body.

Once evening came, Violet dragged her sore legs back into the mansion. It took her quite some time to

do that.

It was impossible for her to get dinner at this point, but she could still get herself more comfortable. She

went upstairs, entered the bathroom, removed her wet clothes, and turned on the heater.

Her gentle curves, straight and beautiful legs, and shackled arms made her look like an imprisoned

beauty

when she raised her arms.

Her back was turned to the door, so she did not notice it when Lucius pushed the door open. His pupils

dilated.

Due to the chains. Violet could not shut the door tight. She was not expecting Lucius to come back at

this

hour, though, so she was careless.

When she turned around to grab a towel, she saw Lucius standing at the door. With a yelp, she took a

step

back and covered herself with the towel. The water splashed on her body and the towel. It stuck to her

body

and showed off her curves. Instead of hiding her form, it only made it look more seductive.

Since Violet did not have a lot of experience in the ways of the world, she forgot to move and just

stared at Lucious in fear. She did not know what to say and just hoped that he would leave.

Lucius did not leave. Instead, he walked over and turned the shower off.

Violet’s curves stood out prominently.

He grabbed the chain and pulled her over, which caused her to crash into his firm chest. Even though

there

was the towel between them, Violet could feel something hard poking her, and she was so nervous that

she

“D-Don’t you have the bikini lady? I’m really tired…

She was tired and hungry. There was no way she could take his manhandling tonight.

Lucius trailed his finger up her shoulders and yanked away the wet towel between them. Before Violet

could scream in shock, he shoved a set of clothes at her. “Put this on and come out.”Property © NôvelDrama.Org.