Devil's Prisoner of Love by Prefer

The feigned innocence on her face seemed utterly ridiculous to Julian. Mira had truly gone to great lengths. Her expression was an obvious attempt to mimic Aurora's, designed to lower his guard and seduce him into something more. But once Julian discerned her intentions, he found them childish at best.

If all he wanted was a substitute resembling Aurora, why would he have waited all these years? In his darkest moments, when he thought Aurora would spend her life with Hayden, he had sought out girls who bore a superficial resemblance to her. Yet, a counterfeit would always remain a counterfeit, incapable of becoming the real thing. What he wanted, and had always wanted, was Aurora-only Aurora.

"Well then, I want you to..." His voice trailed off as he forcefully pushed away the hand she had snaked toward his shirt. The woman, seeing him draw closer, felt her cheeks flush uncontrollably. His deep, magnetic voice, coupled with his extraordinary looks, made her heart race. She couldn't deny how attractive he was, especially at such close range.

"Leave my sight immediately."

When he finished speaking, her expression soured.

"Mr. Barnet, what... what does that mean?" she asked hesitantly.

"Get out!" Julian barked, taking a few steps back, his face darkened with anger. Even if this girl resembled Aurora, she could never replace her. The mere thought of trying to substitute Aurora was an unforgivable offense in his eyes.

demeanor, hastily gathered her clothes and fled. Julian slammed the door

his mind, there was a knock at the door. Julian stormed over and yanked it open, his temper still simmering. "If you don't give me a good reason, I won't let this

reason? To help a business partner meet their personal needs-does that work for you?" Mira stood there unfazed, taking in Julian's disheveled appearance. He was wearing only a shirt, quite different from his usual immaculate image. Indoors, in the cozy warmth, he had rolled up his sleeves, with the top three buttons undone, revealing a glimpse of his collarbone and a swath

his shoulders broad, hinting at a well-built frame. This more casual side of him stirred something in Mira, especially when paired with the simmering anger in

could respond, Mira had already walked in. "Julian, I went out of my way to arrange a girl for you, one who even resembles your little bunny, Aurora. You didn't just reject

modesty intact. Mira's long, slender legs were encased in sheer stockings, her high heels dangling teasingly off her feet. Her relaxed posture and

clothes was the most basic form of temptation-crude and unsophisticated. True seduction

of a business empire, a woman who carried herself with authority and elegance. For many men, the first instinct upon seeing her was conquest. Strong men were drawn to strong women, and Mira's confidence only

next chapter is eagerly waiting for you! The girl who resembled Aurora had merely been a test-a stepping stone. Mira herself was the main event. She refused to believe that, compared to Aurora, she came up short. Over the past few days of working with Julian, her admiration for him had only

told you from the start when we first met: I already have someone I love. I thought someone as intelligent as you would understand that." Julian sat on the couch across from her, lighting a cigarette. If the

of business-a world dominated by predators. For a woman to not only survive

Of course, I understand. But so what? Are you really going to tell me that you've remained completely faithful to her? Don't be ridiculous. What man doesn't cheat?" Mira leaned forward, her tone playful yet probing. "It's been a week, hasn't it? You must be feeling the strain by now. Taking a break from all the stress of work isn't such a bad thing. If anything, Aurora, as a woman,

at him through the curling smoke. His striking features seemed even more captivating through the haze, a blend of strength and elegance that made her heart race. Mira was a few years older than Julian, but she clearly didn't mind. Men had their desires, and as a woman, so did

laughable. Julian's brow furrowed as her words veered toward