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.

upon Aurora's Wikipedia page. Her background was laid out in

murmured,

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

couldn't believe how famous Aurora was. Intrigued, he continued digging online. If Aurora was this well-known, surely her fiancé would

Julian. One headline caught his

clicked on it. In the video, Julian wore a perfectly tailored black suit, his hair

imagined. Instead, he exuded an icy, aristocratic aura. Every angle-whether from

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

men avoided discussing their love lives in public, Julian spoke openly. "She's wonderful. I will marry her," he

At that moment, his expression softened ever so slightly, a rare trace of warmth breaking through his otherwise

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

Julian's gaze

a perfect match. Whenever they appeared together, they seemed

kind of man could be

as he continued to scour the internet for details about Aurora. He read about her betrayal by a close friend and the shocking revelations about her

with Ivy.

clear that Aurora's recent fall into the water had been Ivy's

thought bitterly, he would've thrown Ivy into the ocean to feed the sharks. Letting her off with cleaning duties was far too lenient. The more he

all night. He read and

was extraordinary. She seemed like

woman who had been by his side all this time was far more remarkable than he'd ever imagined. If not for the perfume, he might never have uncovered her

so young yet already the CEO of her own company, achieving

prepared breakfast for her. "We'll be heading to Kestrel soon. It's a long drive-are you up for it?" he