Devil's Prisoner of Love by Prefer

Ivy's face had long since become stiff from forced smiles when she suddenly heard Mr. Raymond's comment. A flicker of discomfort rose in her heart.

Who was he referring to?

"Master, how am I not like... someone?" she asked cautiously, fearing that a single misstep could anger this man. She hadn't forgotten the butler's warning-Mr. Raymond was notoriously temperamental.

"It's nothing. Continue," the man replied indifferently, too uninterested to elaborate.

Suppressing her unease, Ivy resumed her task. The night stretched ahead, and this was only the beginning. The temperature in the room climbed steadily. His labored breaths mingled with her cries of pain, creating a suffocating tension.

No matter how hard she tried to endure, the torment-so close to punishment-was impossible to bear. She clenched her teeth tightly, holding back the screams that threatened to escape.

In a daze, she instinctively leaned forward, wanting to kiss his lips. But the man turned his head away, evading her touch. His cold gaze swept over her, sending a chill down her spine.

She'd almost forgotten-his lips were forbidden territory. He could kiss others, but no one was allowed to touch his lips without his permission.

What a detached, unfeeling man...

Fortunately, his mood seemed decent tonight, and he didn't punish her for her transgression. Ivy bit down, held on, and endured with immense willpower, refusing to

faint.

Don't pass out. Don't pass out. Just endure it. If you can make it through, you'll earn the right to make another request! She repeated this mantra in her mind, driving herself forward.

Afterward, she knelt on the floor. "Master, I have a favor to ask of you."

on his cigar, glanced at

composed. From the moment she approached him, Mr. Raymond had known she had an

something. They offered their bodies, and in return, he found his enjoyment with them. It was a mutually beneficial arrangement that he neither judged

not the most special woman he'd encountered, but she was

take revenge. If I can achieve that, my worthless life will be yours. Whatever you want me

Raymond would grant one request after the act. But not just any request-there were limits. Overstepping

believe that one night with him would compel him

getting what she wanted. That was why this gamble

I'm curious-who's worth risking your life for? Speak," Mr. Raymond said with a hint of amusement, though he already knew

had mentioned Aurora before, saying she was the person she hated most in the world. He'd overheard

whether Genevieve and Ivy were in the wrong, or if Aurora had been too ruthless. Other people's affairs

her to live a life worse than death," Ivy said,

his chin on his hand, unfazed. The

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revealed nothing, but when he finally opened them, a faint smile flickered across his face.

his eyes stunned Ivy. Why

Ivy felt relieved. Mr. Raymond's word was as good as

he said, pulling a cord by the

and change the linens. Mr. Raymond never allowed anyone to stay the

the room, Ivy glanced back at the imposing

to his magnetic presence. Even those who initially feared or disliked him eventually found themselves captivated by this

fall for him. He was more dangerous than anyone

like Mr. Raymond was in a good mood tonight," remarked the doctor, a woman in her fifties who had worked there

women often left the room half-dead. Ivy's wounds, though

cheered him up?" Ivy laughed bitterly. She, too, sensed that Mr. Raymond had