Devil's Prisoner of Love by Prefer

The two of them chatted cheerfully as they walked toward Aurora's car. A bodyguard suddenly appeared, holding an umbrella he must have bought nearby. "Miss Aurora, I'm sorry you got caught in the rain."

"It's fine. No one expected a sudden downpour," Aurora replied indifferently.

The bodyguards eyed the man standing beside Aurora curiously. Aurora waved them off. "This gentleman was kind enough to share his umbrella with me. I've offered to give him a ride. You can head back."

"Yes, Miss Aurora."

Aurora gestured for Julian to get into the car. "Where do you live, sir?"

Julian provided an address, which happened to be the apartment Aurora had once lived in herself. She muttered under her breath, "Why does that sound so familiar?"

"What did you say?" Julian asked.

"Nothing. I'm just not great with directions. Let me check the GPS." Aurora set the route and was about to start driving when she noticed the torrential rain outside, obscuring her view.

"The rain's too heavy right now. Driving in this weather could be dangerous. Why don't we wait until it lets up?" Julian suggested. The rain was so intense that the windshield wipers couldn't keep up, clearing the glass one moment only for it to be drenched the next.

"Good idea. What's with this ridiculous weather? Rain out of nowhere-so annoying." Aurora frowned, clearly irritated.

Julian, however, felt secretly delighted. He thought perhaps fate was giving them a little help. "Yes, it really came out of nowhere," he agreed.

to do, Aurora opened a small cake box. "You don't mind if

haven't you had dinner yet?" Julian glanced at the time. It was well past dinner,

did eat. But there were some unpleasant people at the dinner, so I didn't eat much. That's why I bought some dessert on my way back," Aurora said, her words muffled as she took a

eat properly? Just seeing him put her in a foul mood. She'd barely touched her

a little squirrel's, making her look

people who are not just arrogant but also downright malicious," Aurora replied without hesitation, not even realizing how readily

remember Julian, her body instinctively trusted him. This was how they used to interact, so from the start, she felt an

she was referring to-Mio,

piece of cake and reach for another, this one matcha- flavored, he couldn't help but notice her increased appetite. Back then, she would barely finish one piece of cake during afternoon tea, sometimes

little self-conscious. She had planned to give him a ride home, yet here she was,

dinner. I couldn't eat another bite," Julian replied gently. Truthfully, he wasn't much of a fan of sweets, but he had learned to enjoy them because

up the trash. Just as she was about to put it away, Julian reached out and brushed a crumb from the corner

Aurora's heart raced, and a soft blush spread across her cheeks. "I-I can do it myself," she stammered, hurriedly grabbing a napkin

found her even more endearing. His little

quickly, eager to escape the strange, lingering atmosphere in the car. Julian didn't reply, simply watching her profile

soon broke the tension, and they fell into an easy conversation. They chatted about everything under the sun, Aurora's mood

they finally reached his building, Aurora felt a twinge of reluctance. Julian

even more.

we are, sir,"

If you don't mind, Miss, would you like to come up for a cup of coffee?" Julian invited her warmly, hoping

so taken that she'd follow a man to his home