Devil's Prisoner of Love by Prefer

The woman stepping out of the car was like the sun itself, drawing every gaze her way. Her makeup was flawless, highlighting her striking features.

Ignoring the cold, stern man beside her, she brushed past him without a glance. But just as she moved, he pulled her back into his arms.

Her brows knitted in frustration, and she struggled briefly, but with so many eyes on them, she had to relent. There was no comparing their strength-she knew that too well.

His arm tightened around her waist, his sharp features softening slightly as though it had taken a great weight off him to have her close. A murmur rippled through the crowd.

"Mr. Coleman... Mr. Coleman..." someone whispered.

"Shh! Quiet! Don't you know how unpredictable he is? If you upset him, you'll regret it. No one makes it in Clothville by crossing him."

The lively atmosphere instantly turned somber. To the uninitiated, he might have been mistaken for a celebrity. But his presence was something else entirely-an icy, suffocating pressure.

If he was ice, then the woman in his grip was fire-two elements that should have repelled one another. Yet, standing side by side, they looked inexplicably right, as if they were always meant to be together.

Marcos, mid-conversation with Denis Vukic, caught sight of them. His brows rose in mild surprise. He hadn't expected Aurora to be connected to someone like this. Nicholas Coleman-a name that could send chills down the spines of both saints and sinners.

Denis, who rarely visited Clothville, wasn't familiar with Nick's reputation. And Nick, ever discreet, let his name do the heavy lifting while his face remained a mystery to most.

From across the room, Asher, chatting casually with Aurora, caught sight of him too. His sharp eyes narrowed slightly.

"Well, well. Little fox, who's that? You've been busy making connections since you got back, haven't you?"

force that surrounded Nick, as if

"He's a friend of Julian's. Helped me out once. People call

Asher repeated, his

Nick's hold. "Back when Zachary got into trouble at the casino, Nick stepped in. Of course, Julian was the one who called him.

like he's still helping out. Though... not

"Subtlety isn't his

Aurora and Julian and made to approach

let go? I just want to say hi," she hissed, her irritation barely hidden. Nick's reply was a single word,

Then move faster," she snapped,

their interlocked hands with a faint, almost imperceptible smile. To anyone familiar with Nick

frigid Mr.

She was too annoyed to care. Years ago, she thought she'd severed ties with him

us for the complete experience—all for free. The next chapter is eagerly waiting for you! He hadn't changed much-still cold, still domineering. But there was something different now. In the past, even the smallest infraction would have unleashed his fury. Now, even when she deliberately provoked

launch. Given her connection to Julian, it was the polite thing to do. Dressed to perfection, she had barely stepped out of the elevator when Nick's men swooped in,

his expression unreadable as his sharp gaze swept over her. "You're going to the launch,

avoid him, and yet here he was,

red paint a reflection of her fiery personality. "I have a car," she bit out, her eyes flashing with

his men. A silent command. The bodyguard drew his gun

heard it before, it still sent a shiver down her spine. "Nick, are you insane?" she shouted, her voice trembling

with an icy calm. "The car's

heel. "Fine. I'll

low and deliberate. "Do

city that would dare