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.

Aurora opened a small cake box. "You don't mind if I eat something,

at the time. It was well past

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 bite of

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

she ate. Her cheeks puffed like a little squirrel's, making her look irresistibly adorable. "What kind of people do you dislike?" he asked,

are not just arrogant but also downright malicious," Aurora replied without hesitation, not even realizing how readily she was answering

didn't remember Julian, her body instinctively trusted him. This was how they used to interact, so from the start, she felt an inexplicable sense

knew exactly who she was

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 not even that. Now, she ate with an ease that made Julian's gaze

felt a little self-conscious. She had planned to give him a ride home, yet here she was, engrossed in her own dessert. "Ahem, um, would you like some?" she offered, attempting to ease the

replied gently. Truthfully, he wasn't much of a fan of sweets, but he had learned to enjoy them because Aurora

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

across her cheeks. "I-I can do it myself," she stammered, hurriedly grabbing a napkin to

her even more endearing. His little

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

fell into an easy conversation. They chatted about

they finally reached his building, Aurora felt a

even more.

are, sir,"

you don't mind, Miss, would you like to come up for a cup

she'd follow a man to his home without reason. "No, thank you. I should head back," she