Devil's Prisoner of Love by Prefer

This place had a designated gift area. Aurora carried the cake she had prepared and intended to place it there. The staff responsible for recording gifts glanced at her.

"Miss, is this a handmade cake? A thoughtful gift like this would be better delivered to our young master in person. Otherwise, if it's left here and he doesn't see it in time, wouldn't it be a pity if it spoiled?"

"You have a point. May I ask where your young master is? I'll head over right away."

The staff member told Aurora the location. She had initially thought they might disdain her simple gift, but instead, the attitude was surprisingly kind.

What Aurora didn't know was that, regardless of what she brought today, she would have been given the same response.

Leaving the crowded area, she followed a small path that led to a garden. By now, the sky had darkened, and soft, beautiful lights illuminated the garden.

The lights were cleverly hidden, some shaped like flowers themselves, blending seamlessly into the enchanting surroundings.

Aurora felt as though she had stepped into a paradise-so serene, so breathtaking.

In the center of the garden stood a pavilion, and inside was a solitary figure. That must be the young master they were speaking of. Aurora suddenly felt a little nervous.

She didn't even know this young master. What if he preferred luxury brands and sports cars?

After all, she knew nothing about his preferences and couldn't be sure he'd appreciate her cake.

As she slowly approached him, her heart raced wildly.

In the warm glow of the lights, the man held a book in his hands. He wore a simple white shirt, exuding elegance and simplicity.

From the side, he appeared calm and composed, utterly absorbed in his reading, as if lost in his own world.

It was strange, Aurora thought, that on his birthday, he would hide away in a garden to read.

gracefully. He had beautiful hands- hands that, she imagined, would look stunning playing

why her thoughts wandered in such a direction. What did it

she

turned to look at her, and in that

"It's you?" she exclaimed.

Julian said as he closed his

had been meticulously planned-designed to make

he had no

he knew her every move. He wouldn't allow any

couldn't intervene overtly without tipping his hand. Only by using the resources

Barnet family. His grandfather had long

planned to bring Aurora back to the Barnet family years ago, but timing had never been right. This time, however,

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Mr. Elderstone and Mr. Grant took the bait, and once they did, Aurora had no choice but to come

hadn't insisted she stay. He knew they would

the young master

in a hurry last time and forgot to introduce

celebrate your birthday. I didn't expect it to

she thought was a passing stranger turned

in her favor. They had gotten along well the last time they met. She could slowly build a

almost wanting to give herself a pat on the back. Heaven was truly on her

had known her thoughts, he would have laughed. It

or indifferent. Every day, he had worried his Little

was, still the same Little Bunny. If anything, her memory loss had made her even more endearing. Watching her lost in thought, Julian could guess exactly what

to expose her. This delicate balance between them seemed just

Montgomery, is that cake for

expected him to ask about the

like you wouldn't lack for luxury gifts, so I thought