Devil's Prisoner of Love by Prefer

Chapter 508: My Queen

Aurora boarded the plane home in a rush, still feeling a little strange about it all. It had been a long time since she'd last seen him. The thought of sleeping through the flight and waking up to see him filled her heart with warmth. She hadn't realized how terrifying longing could be until now.

Whenever he crossed her mind, she wanted nothing more than to appear by his side immediately. Her assistant, always attentive, handed her a blanket.

"Miss Montgomery, would you like to rest for a while?"

"Yes, thank you." Aurora didn't have much to do on the plane anyway. It was already nighttime in New York, so sleeping a few hours earlier than usual made no difference. The assistant prepared the bed for her, laying out the blanket. Aurora turned toward the specially designed bed, appreciating the luxury of a private jet-with enough space for a proper bedroom, she didn't have to worry about stretching out comfortably.

"I'll be right outside. Let me know if you need anything," the assistant said, gently closing the door behind her.

Aurora even changed into a set of pajamas and freshened up in the bathroom before lying down. Knowing this bed was one Julian had used exclusively in the past brought a sweet smile to her face.

She turned off the lights, put on her noise-canceling headphones, and drifted into a peaceful sleep. In her heart, she believed she'd find Gerry and, with that, a way to protect her mother.

The flight was long. Aurora woke up after several hours, changed into fresh clothes, and applied light makeup. She wanted Julian to see her at her best the moment she stepped off the plane.

In the past, makeup had been nothing more than a routine task for her. But ever since Julian entered her life, she had grown to enjoy it, wanting to appear perfect every time they met. She also hoped that, years from now, when they were older, he would remember her radiant face rather than a weary or disheveled one.

Her assistant brought her a hearty breakfast, but before that, a bowl of dark herbal tea was placed in front of her.

Aurora sighed internally, resigning herself to the fact that this bitter tea had become a part of her life.

"The President insisted you drink this," her assistant said awkwardly, noticing her expression.

"I know." Aurora picked up the bowl and drank it in one go. She had grown accustomed to the taste over the past few weeks.

the assistant finally brought over the breakfast. Aurora looked out the window at the vast

the

Watching stories of love and separation made her even more grateful for her current

to race with excitement. It had been months

into view, she closed her book, eagerly anticipating her reunion with

she stepped out of the terminal, she spotted a familiar

beige wool coat, paired with a matching vest. He

out, running toward

he heard her voice. She was wearing a pink coat over a white sweater-a far cry from the dark, somber outfits she

catch her

in the crook of her

us for the complete

securely in his arms that he finally relaxed. Tina had called him

bring

back as

details, leaving Julian to piece things together from what little he knew and what Aurora had shared

whispered, realizing her longing for him was

home," Julian said, removing his leather gloves to hold her

so cold?" he asked, rubbing them

still adjusting to the temperature," Aurora replied with a smile. She couldn't

you," he said, clasping

around them couldn't help but glance over, envious of how well-matched and

the glow of the