Devil's Prisoner of Love by Prefer

Chapter 542: Heating Pad

Aurora stood in front of the thick, down-filled coat, her lips tugging into a faint pout. It was this year's latest design-stylish and expertly crafted-but no matter how fashionable it was, a down jacket could never rival the elegance of a tailored coat.

From across the room, Julian watched her with an amused smile. Aurora, who always carried herself with the poise of royalty in public, only let this softer, more candid side show when they were alone. It was a sight that never failed to warm him.

As if drawn by instinct, he walked over and slipped his arms around her from behind, his chin brushing her shoulder.

"If you don't want to wear the down jacket, don't," he murmured, his voice low and teasing. "Just remember: it's freezing out there."

Aurora tilted her head slightly, her gaze still fixed on the coat. "It's fine," she said at last. "I'll wear this one."

She reached for a long black coat and slipped it on, pairing it seamlessly with a dark navy dress beneath. The combination was sleek, understated, and undeniably elegant.

As she adjusted her outfit with practiced ease, Julian returned, carrying a small bundle in his hands.

"Julian, what's that?"

"Heating pads," he said simply.

Aurora raised an eyebrow. "Heating pads?"

Julian chuckled. "Yeah. Yesterday, during the rehearsal, you were freezing, even though it was a short one. Today's going to be much longer, and I don't want you catching a cold."

He had discreetly consulted Rocky the day before, asking for advice on keeping Aurora warm without compromising her style. Rocky, ever the resourceful one, had suggested heating pads-a winter essential Julian had thought to be useful only when Aurora was on her period.

backing, and gently pressed it against the fabric of her thermal layer at her waist.

the sudden warmth spreading through her body. "Why didn't I think

to kiss his cheek, her lips brushing against his skin, light but lingering. Julian grinned. "You're too busy ruling the world. Somebody's gotta take care

soft

intricate than usual; there was no room for error with so many reporters expected. Once her makeup was complete and her hair styled

building, but when Aurora glanced over, she noticed

of curiosity in her voice.

it wasn't, I wouldn't miss your perfume launch for anything. It's a

for my big moments."

sea of people had gathered, and the air buzzed with anticipation. Across the plaza, another stage had been set up for a competing event hosted by

broken that Marcos had invited Sophie, a mega-celebrity from Clothville, to appear at his event.

crowd as they stepped out of the car. The sheer size of it made her pause for

of celebrity culture. Fans had traveled from all over just for a chance to catch a glimpse of

took her hand, his grip steady and reassuring as they wove through the crowd toward the stage. Though neither of them were celebrities, their striking looks and natural chemistry drew countless stares. Passersby

that could stop hearts. Even fans who had come for Sophie couldn't help but steal

she would take the industry by storm. But he knew she had no interest in

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the backstage area, Ian

His hair was a mess,

Aurora said, her tone light, though there was

at all. We've prepped for snow, but I'm still worried