Devil's Prisoner of Love by Prefer

Chapter 222

Chapter 222: I'll Pamper You

After falling in love, nothing should surprise you anymore.

Just a few months ago, someone was demoted by the CEO right on the spot for his phone vibrating during a meeting-yes, just vibrating, not ringing.

Since then, everyone either turned off their phones or put them on silent mode during meetings, even the CEO, who was usually the most disciplined about such things, occasionally took calls with his ringtone on.

He didn't use this phone for work; his work phones were always with Rocky. This was his personal phone.

Julian's gentleness was almost shocking, but who could blame him? He was the CEO, after all.

For others, there were no surprises; with him, everything was possible.

Julian listened to Aurora's brief explanation and understood what she wanted. "You're talking about the Luminary order, right? I'll get it for you."

Aurora shook her head repeatedly. "Julian, I didn't call to ask for your help, I just need some clues and information.

You've been in Clothville longer than I have, you have wider connections, and you can get the information I need."

"You little girl, you could easily rely on your looks, yet you insist on proving your strength. I dream of you depending more on me, ideally waiting hand and foot, letting me pamper you."

through the phone, Aurora could imagine his helpless tone, softening her

looks, what would I do when I no longer have them? Only my own strength can sustain

the past, not until that night three

strong. Becoming strong herself meant she no longer needed to be victimized, whether or not she

she found joy in them. "No matter what you become, you'll always

their own. Would the child

thoughts wandered far away,

speaking

you're on 5s.com for uninterrupted enjoyment. The next chapter is just a click

and girls," Julian answered nonsensically,

asked about kids? I'm talking about

alright, I'll ask around right away. By the way, do you prefer a

at her computer screen that had gone black, reflecting her face. She

found it odd, thinking if he

when she was little, her delicate features reminiscent of

for a long time, he remembered her crisp, childlike

didn't expect you'd prefer a boy,"

her lips in resignation, her mind flashing back to Alison's fate, who once knelt before her, pleading on Paul's

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