Devil's Prisoner of Love by Prefer

Aurora glanced at the time-there were still twenty minutes before the auction began. Even while standing quietly in the corner, she had already been approached by several

men.

It wasn't surprising. Her aura was uniquely cool and detached, her beauty striking, and she had recently become a figure of public fascination. The black dress she wore accentuated her perfect figure, making even her silhouette captivating. Combined with the powerful background of the Montgomery family, it was no wonder that many young elites couldn't help but be drawn to her.

Though Aurora disliked these approaches, she forced herself to respond politely, even as her mind was preoccupied with thoughts of Julian and Mira. There was no room for idle chatter. After turning down yet another attempt at conversation, she decided to head to the restroom to touch up her makeup and kill some time.

Standing before the mirror, she reapplied her red lipstick, its bold color enhancing her queenly demeanor. Just as she finished, a familiar reflection appeared behind her-it was Ivy. They hadn't seen each other in months, but Ivy's hatred for her hadn't diminished. In fact, it seemed even stronger now, her eyes burning with fury.

"Long time no see," Aurora said, putting away her lipstick.

"I've been dreaming of this moment," Ivy spat.

"Oh? I didn't know my dear cousin cared so much about me," Aurora replied, zipping up her handbag and washing her hands. To her, Ivy was no more than a passing stranger, someone incapable of stirring even the slightest ripple in her emotions.

Ivy's face darkened at Aurora's indifference. "You ruined my entire family. I've been praying every day for your death."

"Cousin, you really are vicious," Aurora said with a faint smile. "I thought everything that happened would've taught you a lesson. Clearly, I was wrong. People like you only focus on how others treat you poorly, conveniently forgetting the harm you've inflicted on others."

Aurora pulled a tissue from the dispenser and wiped her hands with her usual elegance, exuding an air of composure no matter what she was doing.

Ivy's lips curled into a cold smile. "I may have hurt you, but you survived-heaven seems to favor you. You're still living well, aren't you?"

I'm not interested. I don't have time to waste on trivial matters," Aurora said flatly. She wasn't normally a woman who lacked

grab her but hesitated, remembering the strange power Aurora had exhibited

her heel slipped on the freshly polished floor, and she nearly fell. Damn it, she thought, how could I be so careless? The embarrassment of falling in public loomed

she felt herself being caught by a

The man's face was handsome

watching her earlier, standing by the floor-to-ceiling windows, wishing he could hold her in his arms. He hadn't expected

soon.

unlike anything he'd encountered on other women. He found himself dwelling on

mention it," Kyle said with gentlemanly composure. "The floor was just cleaned- it's

and moved to step out of his arms, but his grip

his hold immediately. "I

watched her retreating figure, her scent still lingering in his senses. Her body was so

as she exited the restroom. Kyle's expression shifted instantly, the tenderness in his

saw Ivy following her earlier, he couldn't shake the thought that

Ivy said,

go," Kyle replied

her arm through his as they walked toward their

time they entered the auction hall, most of the lights had dimmed, signaling that the event was about to begin. Aurora was already seated, with Heather sitting

The audience fell silent, each person focused on their own goals for

distant lands of Africa. As you all know, African diamonds are

distracted. Her mind was heavy, like a stone pressing down