Devil's Prisoner of Love by Prefer

Aurora spotted Julian as well. Beside him stood Mira and two others, one of whom looked like an assistant. Before Julian could greet them, the two strangers noticed Gore and approached him warmly.

"Hello," they said.

"Hi," Gore replied.

"Your girlfriend is so beautiful," one of the foreigners complimented.

The moment Julian heard the word "girlfriend," his expression darkened further. "Sorry, she is my girl!" he said coldly.

Everyone was a bit confused. Both sides seemed to know each other, and the woman standing next to Gore turned out to be Julian's girlfriend? The world truly was full of surprises.

The atmosphere grew awkward for a moment, but Aurora remained calm and collected. She stepped forward to greet them without the slightest sign of discomfort. "Since we're all friends, why don't we have lunch together?" Mira suggested.

The group agreed, except for Gore, who was visibly displeased. He had taken an early flight to get there, not to watch Aurora and Julian flaunt their affection.

Julian and Gore had crossed paths before, but neither had expected to meet again under these circumstances.

Julian immediately placed his arm around Aurora's waist, positioning himself between her and Gore. He had thought keeping her close in Clothville would ensure her safety, but now, the woman who had been nestled in his embrace that morning was suddenly standing beside another man.

Julian wasn't sure if he had underestimated Aurora's charm or overestimated his own capabilities. Either way, it tired him. Aurora's knack for attracting attention left him helpless.

Though he reminded himself that Aurora and Gore were likely just work associates- given her position as a DO-he couldn't suppress his displeasure.

lunch, Julian instinctively chose the seat to Aurora's left, while Gore,

don't mind me sitting here?" Gore said after

ask him to move with others around, so

back what I said earlier-your man isn't generous at all," Gore murmured

temper rising. Gore enjoyed stirring the pot-he had done it with Asher in the past, and now Julian

to gently

had company, the conversation stayed light, with everyone chatting

Julian, though equally knowledgeable, was naturally reserved and rarely wasted words. When he did speak, his words were precise and

engaging the group. Instead, he focused entirely on

for Aurora and set it aside to cool before offering it to her. He also picked out her favorite dishes,

say he was serving her. At home, he took it even further-if he could chew the food for her, he probably would.

accustomed to his care. Now, it felt natural to her, as this was simply how they

meant to Julian, couldn't help but feel a pang of envy. This iron-fisted CEO, feared by his rivals, was now so gentle and attentive to

and gentlemanly. He had

why she had chosen Julian and rejected him

fleeting-he enjoyed

of the few women Gore couldn't win over, and now he understood why. She was fiercely independent, and

depend on him. She remained true to herself, and it was precisely this quality that

her the freedom to spread her wings, a lesson Gore

Julian, one that set them apart from the rest. They seemed

her meal, occasionally