Devil's Prisoner of Love by Prefer

The moment Julian heard that voice, his blood seemed to boil with excitement. It was her. It was really her!

Tina had told him some updates about Aurora in recent days. Even though he knew she was doing well, he couldn't help but worry. And now, of all places, they met at her favorite pastry shop. Was this destiny?

He had promised Mr. Elderstone not to reveal his identity as the children's father or Aurora's fiancé. They had agreed to the rules of the game, and neither of them could break them.

So, no matter how overwhelmed he felt, he had to act as if this was their first meeting. "It's fine," he said calmly.

Aurora had already stepped out of his arms. She looked up at the man standing before her. He was tall, with a striking physique that could rival international models. Not only that, but his face was undeniably handsome, and his deep voice carried a magnetic charm.

What startled her most, however, was how her heart seemed to skip a beat the moment she collided with him.

Ridiculous. How could she feel this way about a stranger? She had more important things to focus on-like finding her children's father. Suppressing the odd feeling that lingered in her chest, Aurora said, "Excuse me, sir."

Julian had been watching her closely. When he noticed the calm return to her gaze after she had studied him, he felt a pang of disappointment. It was clear she had completely forgotten their past together.

He stepped aside awkwardly, and Aurora brushed past him. The moment felt strangely nostalgic. It took him back years ago, back when he would occasionally run into her. He had always known everything about her, while she had completely forgotten him.

Every time they passed each other, his heart would race as he watched her approach. He'd fixate on her face, only for her to walk by without acknowledgment. The bittersweet feeling lingered like the taste of a sour-sweet candy-something that stayed with him forever, as vivid as a first love.

Aurora entered the pastry shop and began selecting desserts. Julian looked at the bag in his hand. He had bought her favorite treats. He had heard she enjoyed sweets even more these days.

Raindrops splattered on his face, pulling him from his thoughts. The rain had grown heavier. Remembering how Aurora had hurried over earlier, it was clear she hadn't brought an umbrella. Even if she had driven here, she'd still have to walk back to her car in this downpour.

across the street. Without hesitation, he ran through the

bag filled with her purchases. She'd bought quite a lot. He had heard her appetite had grown significantly-understandable, considering she was

shimmering under the light. She nodded politely, feeling it was only right to acknowledge him since she had bumped into him

You don't have an umbrella, do you?" Julian extended the

suddenly, as if it were conspiring against Aurora. She had planned to make a quick dash while it was still light, but the pastries inside had distracted her. She couldn't resist buying this and that, and before she knew it, the rain had grown

I drove here. I'll just make a run

there," Julian pointed out gently. "Carrying all that,

for the desserts to be ruined. She had become such a foodie lately that this thought alone was enough

you only have one umbrella. If you

a little rain to me? Here, take it." Without giving her a chance to refuse, Julian placed the umbrella in

to leave and instinctively grabbed his sleeve. "Or... you could tell me where

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trouble

no trouble. Let's go," Aurora insisted. She figured he seemed like a nice person, and he was here

He opened the umbrella and, out of habit, took

might've been a bit inappropriate. Clearing his throat, he said, "I'll

gentleman,"

this was barely a fraction of what this devoted man had done for her in the past. Julian's

this were rare. Aurora couldn't explain why,

more traffic. He tilted the umbrella toward her, even though it

your shoulder is soaked," Aurora

a man. A little

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