Devil's Prisoner of Love by Prefer

Michael Bardem made no effort to hide his admiration for Aurora. Their conversation flowed effortlessly, ranging from design to finance. Michael proved himself to be a man of vast knowledge and experience. Asher, on the other hand, remained mostly silent, content to play the role of a facilitator as the two engaged in lively discussion. As the dinner drew to a close, Michael seemed reluctant to let the conversation end. "You're remarkable, young lady. To have created such a successful perfume in just a few months-you've far surpassed what I was capable of at your age."

"Uncle Bardem, if you keep flattering me like this, I won't know how to respond," Aurora replied with a modest smile. Then, lowering her voice slightly, she added, "To be honest, I did have a purpose in meeting you today. I've heard about your Nordic project and that you're looking for partners. I was hoping I might have the honor of joining."

Michael Bardem chuckled softly, his sharp eyes glinting with amusement. He had been waiting for her to bring this up. A seasoned businessman, he had already guessed their intentions when Asher "accidentally" dropped that ring earlier in the evening. Tricks like this were not unfamiliar to him; he had used plenty during his younger days. The business world was a battlefield, and strategy was essential for survival.

At first, Michael had assumed Asher was using DO as a conversation starter to cozy up to him. To his surprise, Asher was merely the supporting act, while DO-Aurora-was the true star of the show. She wasn't just talented and driven; she was also Victoria's daughter. Michael had already admired her before learning her identity; now, he liked her even more.

"Haha, you're quite bold to say that," Michael laughed heartily. "But no matter. I knew from the start that this dinner wasn't just a casual meeting."

Aurora maintained an outward appearance of calm, though her heart raced. She knew most people disliked being manipulated, especially business moguls like Michael Bardem. But to her relief, he wasn't offended. Relaxing slightly, she smiled and said, "Uncle Bardem, you can't blame us for trying to plan this meeting."

"Oh? If I can't blame you, then who should I blame?" Michael's tone was warm, almost fatherly.

to blame you, Uncle Bardem!" Aurora teased. "You're so influential and brilliant that countless people are vying for your attention. Without a little strategy, we wouldn't have even

playful response brought a smile to Michael's face. She was beginning to understand his personality-beneath his formidable reputation lay a gentle and approachable side. "You're quite the clever girl," he said, tapping her nose affectionately,

about their mistreatment. The rare moments of peace she experienced during holidays at her grandfather's house always ended when she returned to the Montgomery family, where fear consumed her daily life. Magnus remained unaware of all this. What Aurora lacked most was the love and care of elders. Both John and now Michael Bardem filled that void, and she couldn't

we have our strengths. I hope you'll give us a chance. Of course, the final decision is yours. Even if

aware that his warmth stemmed partly from her identity as DO and Victoria's daughter.

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eagerly waiting for you! "Alright, I'll make an exception and take a

go, Uncle Bardem," Aurora said, handing

remarked, "You know, you're not the only one trying to approach me for this project. Mio Walsh, the vice

a twinge of unease.

complicated. I know R Company is a well-established firm with deep pockets, but Mr. Giron wouldn't be so cruel as to deny us this opportunity, would

"Mio Walsh is your mother's nephew. Naturally, I considered R Company-they're financially

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soothing her with a light chuckle. "I won't say another word until