Devil's Prisoner of Love by Prefer

Justin quickly wiped away Aurora's tears. "Why are you crying?" he asked gently.

Aurora held the bottle of perfume in her hands, her thoughts drifting to many people and moments from the past. She had been gone for so long-what had happened to her company? Could Heather and the others handle things without her?

The sales clerk looked at Aurora curiously and muttered, "Miss, you look familiar, like I've seen you somewhere before."

"I'll take this perfume," Aurora said quietly.

"Of course, Miss. I'll wrap it up for you," the clerk responded with a smile.

Justin rushed to pay for the perfume, but Aurora's expression weighed on his heart. It was just a bottle of perfume-why had she suddenly started crying?

The silence lingered as they left the mall and returned to the hotel. Aurora held the perfume bottle tightly, and neither Justin nor Mrs. Woolf dared to ask why she had broken down.

Aurora took a long bath and went to bed early. Since she didn't explain, they refrained from pressing her. But Justin couldn't help his curiosity. He searched for the perfume brand online, knowing that the internet could reveal almost anything these days.

What he found immediately shocked him. One particular article stood out-a profile of the brand's founder.

"Mrs. Woolf, come here! Look at this!" Justin called out, his voice full of urgency.

Mrs. Woolf hurried over. "What's the matter?" she asked. But the moment she saw the screen, her eyes widened.

"This... this is Aurora! A perfume launch? Isn't this the same perfume she bought today? So she-she created it?"

They read the article carefully. Not only was the perfume from her brand, but Aurora had personally been involved in its creation.

information and stumbled upon Aurora's

families-and the CEO of her own company," Justin murmured, utterly astonished. "I thought she was just

she doesn't like using a man's money," Mrs. Woolf added. "She doesn't need it! She wasn't lying when she said that. I

online. If Aurora was

information about Julian. One headline caught his eye:

was accompanied by a video interview. Justin clicked on it. In the video, Julian wore a perfectly tailored black suit,

icy, aristocratic aura. Every angle-whether

spoke sparingly, his words revealed his distinguished upbringing. He answered the interviewer's questions

men avoided discussing their love lives in public,

affection for Aurora was evident. At that moment, his

online as well. In most of them, he was either

candid shot, Julian's gaze toward Aurora was tender and

many people had remarked, they were a perfect match. Whenever they appeared together, they seemed destined for each other. Aurora,

always wondered what kind of man could be worthy of Aurora.

Aurora. He

with Ivy.

recent fall into the water had been Ivy's doing. Despite everything, Aurora had shown remarkable kindness by tolerating Ivy

into the ocean to feed the sharks. Letting her off with cleaning duties was far too lenient. The more he

grew tired and went to bed, but Justin stayed up all night. He read and re-read every

her was extraordinary. She seemed like a masterpiece carefully crafted

more

yet already the CEO of her own company, achieving everything without relying on

prepared breakfast for her. "We'll be heading to Kestrel soon.