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.

his harsh demeanor, hastily gathered her clothes

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

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

strength rather than fragility. His physique was solid, his shoulders broad, hinting at a well-built frame. This more casual side of him stirred something in Mira, especially when paired

he 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

her skirt falling just enough to keep her modesty intact. Mira's long, slender legs were encased in sheer stockings, her high heels dangling

innocence from the girl earlier. Stripping off clothes was the most basic form of

Mira. She was the queen of a business empire, a woman who carried herself with authority and elegance. For many men, the first instinct upon seeing

for the complete experience all for free. The 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

understand that." Julian sat on the couch across from her, lighting a cigarette. If the girl earlier had only

allowed them to thrive in the ruthless world of business-a world dominated by predators. For a woman to not only survive but excel in such

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?

of strength and elegance that made her heart race. Mira was a few years older than Julian, but she clearly didn't mind.

and Aurora weren't even married-expecting him to stay faithful was laughable. Julian's brow furrowed as her words veered toward belittling Aurora. He