Devil's Prisoner of Love by Prefer

Unlike Julian, who always dressed in a black suit and overcoat, Gore, in Aurora's eyes, was like a flamboyant peacock, as flashy as he could possibly be.

"Does a normal person drive a convertible in the middle of winter? Aren't you afraid of freezing to death?" Gore muttered to himself, "No wonder I felt like the heater wasn't working today."

Aurora was speechless. This man was the epitome of a high-IQ, low-EQ playboy. She had sensed it the first time they met.

It had been nearly six months since Gore and Aurora last saw each other. The only times she'd seen him were on the news or in magazines. Compared to the Aurora from six months ago, she had changed significantly. At least now, she understood the ways of the world and no longer kept everyone at arm's length with her icy demeanor.

"Insulting me the moment we meet-you're such a troublemaker," Gore said, clearly unbothered. After all, no other woman dared to speak to him like this, and strangely enough, he enjoyed it.

It was a dynamic where one teased, and the other willingly played along.

"It's late-are we having breakfast or lunch?" Gore glanced at his watch. It was almost 11

a. m. He remembered how this woman never used to sleep in, yet when he called earlier, it was clear she'd just woken up.

"Lunch, I suppose. Honestly, I'm starving," Aurora replied.

"Your man hasn't been feeding you well? Why don't you come with me instead? Three meals a day, guaranteed." Gore's tone was teasing, but beneath the surface, there was always a hint of flirtation.

Though Gore and Asher seemed similar on the surface, they were vastly different. Both were cheerful in Aurora's presence, but Asher was like the warming sun, while Gore was a scoundrel.

From the moment Aurora met Gore, he had never been serious. He spent every day finding ways to lure her into his bed. Aurora had always believed he saw her as prey- something he couldn't have, which made him all the more determined.

to feed me?" Aurora was long used to his nonsense and didn't take offense. It was just who he

flavors." Gore smoothly changed the subject, his wit always keeping

been inevitable. But Aurora kept her mind clear from beginning to end. Before she met Julian, she'd never been the type to indulge in casual flings. If something wasn't her type,

with a chuckle. As much of a playboy as he was, he did put effort into knowing what women liked. Aurora

where I was?" Aurora asked. She had spoken to Candy before leaving,

course. If I didn't reach out first, were you planning to never contact

Princess, that hurts. I've been thinking about you all

just thinking about the actress you were with last night? I saw some tabloid news about

do care about me?" Gore's

phone. I didn't want to

contacting me, but you don't

the way, that model has a great figure. I imagine your future baby would

laughing. Bantering with Aurora was one of his

of which, since you're already here, I do have

a

to expand into the European market. You know this area well. Are you considering any investments lately?"

had silently vowed to one day surpass Mira's position and ambition. One market like Clothville wasn't enough

staying home to

you're from the 19th century. It's the 21st century now,

every day. A treasure like you, constantly surrounded by men? I'd die of jealousy. Your man must be

he could

is just small-so small that it only has room for me. He knows I'm not the kind of woman who hides under a man's wing. That's why he gave me the freedom to fly, to pursue everything I want. That's love, isn't it?"

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