Devil's Prisoner of Love by Prefer

Chapter 4: I'm Back

Wall Street, USA.

On this precious stretch of land dominated by magnificent skyscrapers that rise majestically, sunlight was pouring onto the glass buildings, casting a cold glow. A man pushed open the door of an apartment, carrying a stack of documents, and just as the sound of water could be heard from the bathroom, the bathroom door swung open, and a seductive figure emerged. Her long, beautiful legs peeked through her bathrobe, enticingly visible yet hidden.

"Here." The woman glanced at the newcomer, nonchalantly playing with her long hair. She comfortably settled into a soft sofa, elegantly lifting a glass of wine that had been waiting. Her nails matched the red of the wine in her glass. The man stole a glance at her, cursing under his breath before quickly averting his gaze.

Fresh from her shower, her cheeks still flushed, she wore her bathrobe with the neckline daringly open, her full breasts almost spilling out. "Put on some clothes, then sign these," the man said, tossing the documents onto a table.

with her iPad. She brought the elegant rim of her glass to her bright red lips and took a

the horizon?" The man, with a polite smile, responded, "Yes, on the fifteenth of next month, Susan and I will have our engagement party. I hope all our media friends will honor us with their presence." "Congratulations, Mr. Alvarez. I believe quite a lot of people have been waiting for such good news from you and Miss Simmons..." The reporter's voice fades into the background as the woman sipped her wine, a slight bitterness emerging in her mouth. "Aurora, are you alright?"

years for this

continue their attempts on my life?

"Yes,"

losing its allure and becoming serious. "Asher, I'm leaving the company in your hands. You know it took me three years to get here, and I trust no one else

such a tone, and Asher's expression was unusually solemn. "I understand. Go and do what you must; I've got

you," she whispered