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.

long used to his nonsense and didn't take offense. It was

smoothly changed the subject, his wit always keeping him just shy of stepping over

end. Before she met Julian, she'd never been the type to indulge in casual flings. If something wasn't

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

She had spoken to Candy before

reach out first, were you planning to never contact me again?" "Not exactly. I'm

where you don't even visit old friends? Princess, that hurts. I've

were with last night? I saw some tabloid news about you and

Gore's

push notification on my phone. I didn't want to see it,

me, but you don't even pay attention

interested in gossip. By the way, that model has a great figure. I imagine your

with Aurora was one of

since you're

a

into the European market. You know this area well. Are you considering any investments

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

to play the perfect wife, you're planning

It's the 21st century now, big boss. Women have

to keep you at home every day. A treasure like

and laughed inwardly. That man wished he could keep her in his pocket every

who hides under a man's wing. That's why he gave me

where