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.

had beautiful hands- hands that, she imagined, would look

know why her thoughts wandered in such a direction. What did it matter to her whether

master," she called

look at her, and in that moment their eyes met,

"It's you?" she exclaimed.

We meet again," Julian said as he

been meticulously planned-designed to

Back then, he had no idea where Aurora had gone or what she

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

intervene overtly without tipping his hand. Only by using

of his time with the Barnet family. His grandfather had long wanted to announce his identity, but Julian

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

us for the

and Mr. Grant took the bait, and once

the umbrella last time, he hadn't insisted she stay. He knew they would meet again soon-and

the young master

forgot to introduce myself. My name is Julian.

today specifically to celebrate your birthday. I didn't expect it to be

small the world was. Someone she thought was a passing stranger turned out to be the

well the last time

give herself a pat on the back. Heaven was truly on

had known her thoughts, he would have laughed. It wasn't heaven helping

feared that their separation might make her grow distant or indifferent.

here she was, still the same Little Bunny. If anything, her memory loss had made her even more endearing.

not to expose her. This delicate balance between them seemed just right,

Montgomery, is that cake for me?" Julian asked,

hadn't expected him to ask about the

you wouldn't lack for luxury gifts, so I thought I'd make something myself. It's strawberry-flavored. Do