All Chapters of The CEO's Addiction To Love: Chapter 811 - Chapter 820

The man was thoroughly flustered. His vicious face was drenched in blood, while his eyes were glowing red.The other tall and thin man looked a little strange. He had an old-fashioned sort of face and dull-looking eyes. He pulled out a syringe when he received the unshaven man’s order and gave it to the man who was strangling Sotiria’s neck.The man waved the syringe in front of Sotiria. The sharp, pointy end of its needle flashed with an ice-cold light.“The person who wants revenge on you says that you’ve lost your memories and that you don’t remember what an addict you used to be. It’s been more than four years, and you haven’t taken any more drugs. However, this dose will help you remember who you are… These drugs are the purest, most euphoric, and most addictive latest products. Once administered, you’ll never be able to quit, no matter how strong your willpower is. You’ll become a slave to these drugs forever. I wonder if Mr. Larson will still marry a useless thing like you th

‘Why?’Zachary had only ever felt this way with Charlotte!Why did he feel this way about a wh*re?‘No! Only Charlotte is worthy of sparking this kind of affection in me! Sotiria Green does not deserve it! No woman in this world, except that woman, deserves it!’Zachary icily pushed Sotiria’s lips away from his face at the thought of this.“Go away! Miss Green, have some self-respect!”Sotiria slowly awoke.At first, she felt a throbbing pain on her cheek and a severe headache.Then she realized that she was sleeping on a couch.She looked around. This was a large 1,000 square meter living room. The interior was contemporarily luxurious. The white marble spiral staircase that connected the first floor to the second floor felt like a relic from a fairytale.‘Whose house is this? It’s beautiful! Wait! Have I been here before? Before I lost my memories? Why does everything in this home feel so familiar?’“You’re awake, Miss Green.” The maid, Janet Plain, emerged from the kitche

Zachary squinted his eyes. He gently raised his dark brows.“Just because you outwardly deny it doesn’t mean that you don’t want to, deep down.”Sotiria wanted to cry, but no tears would come. She was about to explain when Zachary’s large hand firmly placed itself on her chest.“Don’t you feel it, sweetheart? Your heart is in my hands now.”If anyone else had touched her like that, Sotiria would have slapped him long ago. However, at that moment, Sotiria did not slap Zachary.It wasn’t because Zachary was holding her firmly in his arms, and she couldn’t move her arms. It was because the intent to slap him hadn’t occurred to her at all.Sotiria had no idea what was wrong with her. Garrison was a perfect, flawless giant among men. She was still perfectly capable of remaining sober when facing Garrison. But once she faced Zachary, her strong defenses would instantly crumble. She had lost all strength for resistance, even if Zachary drew her even closer to him.“Mummy!”A childish

“You’re really nice, mister. You’re the best man in the world, aside from my daddy.”Lucas instantly blushed. He was at a loss. “Hehe, there’s no need for that! You’re so cute, adorable, and pretty. Every man would be good to you…”He suddenly felt a bone-chilling frostiness from the front on his right as soon as he said this. He lifted his head and looked only to meet Zachary’s apocalyptic glare. His knees buckled from fright. He landed, sitting on the floor.“What’s wrong, mister?” The little girl reached out her small hand to Lucas in an attempt to help him up.“You don’t need to do that. I can get up by myself.” At that moment, Lucas was keenly aware of why Zachary was glaring at him with eyes like the devil. He had taken Zachary’s spotlight away from the little girl. How could he possibly have the nerve to hold her hand?He scrambled to his feet, lifted his finger, and pointed at Zachary.“Have you forgotten, little one? The man who asked me to give you the chocolates was th

“I wouldn’t have believed it if I hadn’t seen it myself.”Lucas wondered if he was imagining things when he recalled that scene.“Do you know how that little girl managed to get here? She drove herself and smashed through the guards’ barrier at the gate. She forced her way into your courtyard. I ran into the living room as soon as I saw it, just to find out what was going on.”Zachary’s dark, shapely brows twitched.“Sir, it’s not like this hasn’t happened before, somewhere in the world. There was a news report last year about the child of two racers, husband and wife, who began driving at the age of three. So I suspect that Naomi has a strong gene for driving cars. Her father was probably a racecar driver or a highly skilled drag racer… Sir, where are you going? I’m not done yet, sir!”Zachary had walked out of the door long ago.The small red sedan was parked at the fountain in the courtyard. Sotiria slipped into the driver’s seat and held the steering wheel with both hands. As