Devil's Prisoner of Love by Prefer

The night had turned lively, with everyone drinking and letting loose. One by one, they all got drunk. By the end, Aurora was throwing a brotherly arm around Denis's shoulder.

"Denis, let me tell you something-you'll definitely find Daria. Maybe by this time next year, we'll all be celebrating the New Year together."

"Yeah, I'll find her," Denis replied, his voice tinged with the haze of alcohol. When he was sober, he missed Daria, but when he was drunk, the longing consumed him completely.

Since everyone had driven themselves to Aurora's villa and ended up this drunk, they had no choice but to stay the night.

Julian, who could hold his liquor the best, had to maintain his composure to prepare beds for everyone. If it weren't for these people, he would never have imagined himself doing this for anyone other than Aurora.

After setting up the beds, he came downstairs and found Aurora leaning against Denis, rambling on about the same few sentences over and over. It was clear that Little Bunny was utterly drunk tonight.

"I've set up the beds. You can stay upstairs or downstairs, your choice. I'll take my leave now," Julian said, his tone flat.

Though he knew Aurora didn't harbor romantic feelings for Denis, he still didn't like seeing her get too close to other men.

With that thought, he pulled her into his arms. "Little Bunny, you're drunk. I'll take you upstairs to rest."

"No! Daria hasn't come back yet. I want to wait for her with Denis," Aurora protested, suddenly darting off to wrap her arms around the refrigerator.

Julian pinched the bridge of his nose, regretting letting her drink so much. Who could've guessed she had such bizarre habits when drunk?

"Be good, Little Bunny. Daria will be back soon. You need to rest now," he coaxed. "Really?" she asked, her eyes wide and earnest.

Julian felt like the big bad wolf at that moment, lying to her without hesitation as he nodded. "Absolutely. It's true!"

believe him, though she still didn't

wrong?" Julian asked

blurted, "Ashy's little wife isn't here yet.

this moment-Aurora clutching the refrigerator

as Aurora. Watching her antics, he felt both amused and concerned. She was really worrying

a real person. But Asher's so-called "little wife" was just something he'd said offhandedly once. Yet Aurora had taken

And here Aurora was, hugging the refrigerator, waiting for

you go upstairs and sleep, you'll see her in the morning," Julian said, willing to say

"Really?"

arms before she could come up with more imaginary people to wait for.

his lips as Aurora continued murmuring incoherently. Shaking his head, he went to the room where he'd stayed the last time and prepared

all thanks to Irene, who had stirred up the chaos despite not

few hours earlier, Irene had asked with a serious expression, "Little

all for free. The next chapter is eagerly waiting for you! "Irene, you can mix drinks?"

all. Today, I'll make you our signature drink," Irene

was, Irene had no experience. She'd only watched the bartenders at her bar a couple of times and assumed

various other liquors together, unsure of how it would

end, Irene haphazardly mixed the drinks and handed one to Aurora and kept one for herself. At the time, the men were busy in a fierce competition and

time the men turned back, both Aurora and Irene were completely drunk.

on the shoulder. "Bro, isn't this a golden

glanced at him but didn't respond. Instead, he carried Irene off the couch. Though he'd noticed that Irene had been less resistant to him recently, there was still a distance

be able to tear down the walls in her heart and bring her back to

to rest in. They'd all had too much

Though the villa had settled down after the day's chaos, it seemed a new

had a peculiar tendency when drunk, though it didn't happen