Devil's Prisoner of Love by Prefer

Chapter 454: He Feared Tainting Her Sunshine

Every company has its own architectural style. Aurora stood before a sleek, minimalist building, its design dominated by black, exuding maturity, steadiness, and a hint of mystery. The style seemed to reflect the personality of its owner.

The receptionist had already confirmed her appointment, smiling warmly as she directed Aurora to the elevator.

"Thank you," Aurora said politely before stepping into the elevator.

Still, she felt uneasy. It all seemed a bit surreal. Kell Enterprise was ranked among the top publicly listed companies, a testament to its remarkable achievements-especially its president.

He must be incredibly busy, far busier than she could imagine. For him to set aside time to speak on her behalf felt inexplicably strange. Yet, since Mino himself had arranged this meeting, Aurora knew she had no choice but to comply. After all, she had secured an appointment, and people like him likely had a long line of individuals vying for their attention.

Lost in thought, she soon arrived at his office. Gently knocking on the door, Aurora wondered what kind of man this president might be.

"Come in," came a cold, deep voice, one that felt oddly familiar to her.

Pushing open the heavy door, Aurora was greeted by a familiar sight-black. The entire office was decorated in black tones, matching the elegant style of the business card she had received.

The decor immediately reminded her of the place she had visited the previous night-a luxurious apartment also filled with black accents. The office, like that apartment, was meticulously clean and unnervingly orderly.

In front of the large floor-to-ceiling windows stood a tall, well-built man. His back seemed familiar. When he slowly turned around, Aurora saw his sharply defined features and froze in shock.

"Mr... Mr. Vukic..."

From the moment she boarded the plane, it seemed as though she had been inexplicably entangled with this man. Wherever she went, he appeared. They had even gone jogging together earlier that morning.

To think he was King... the sheer coincidence was almost laughable.

"Aurora?" His voice remained as cold as ever, his expression unreadable despite her evident surprise. He was a master at concealing his emotions.

"Hello, Mr. Vukic. I'm Aurora, introduced by Mr.

He mentioned it on the

his desk, his movements calm and deliberate. Aurora, feeling a bit

she visited a president's office, she came prepared-with talking points, documents, and proposals. But

coffee or juice?" Denis asked as

sensing that his straightforward personality likely didn't

he had encouraged her to drink fresh juice instead. He believed it was better

transformed into someone softer-a woman in every sense of the word,

a safety net. Even if she lost everything, the man who loved her most in

patiently, a surprising contrast to

the phone and dialed an internal line.

a tall, elegant assistant entered, carrying the juice. Aurora thanked

working, completely absorbed in his tasks. Aurora could understand-she, too, often became so engrossed in work that she forgot about those around her.

wryly. It seemed she would have to wait

sunlight streaming through was warm,

there casually, yet she exuded an indescribable elegance. The

gently closed, as though savoring the warmth of the

her. She was

suddenly sensed a faint, cool presence behind her. She opened her eyes and found Denis standing right behind

weren't touching, the closeness made her uncomfortable. She didn't like

Vukic, are you done with your work? About my matter..." Aurora took two steps to the side,

you just thinking about?"

off guard by his unexpected inquiry.

and nothing at

remarked, seemingly unaffected by her response. His

operate on a