Devil's Prisoner of Love by Prefer

Julian carefully took out the cake, revealing a lifelike blue rose. Its petals were edged with shimmering sugar powder, making it truly stunning.

Aurora had cradled the cake tenderly in her hands the entire way, afraid it might collapse in the car.

"What a beautiful blue rose. This must have taken a lot of time to make, right?" Julian asked, his heart aching for Little Bunny, worried she had overexerted herself.

"It didn't take that much time. As long as you like it, it's worth it." Aurora smiled. Every designer loved seeing their work appreciated, and the genuine admiration in Julian's eyes lifted her spirits.

"I love it. But Miss Montgomery, do you know the meaning of the blue rose?" Julian suddenly looked up at her. If she knew, she might not have chosen it.

"What does it mean?" Aurora looked puzzled-clearly, she had no idea.

Julian smiled mysteriously. "Why don't you check when you get home? You even brought candles?"

"Mm-hmm."

"How thoughtful." Julian had never been one for cakes or birthday wishes. Irene had always forced them on him in the past.

But this birthday was different. For the first time, he wanted to embrace the ritual.

"I almost don't want to put candles on it. It's such a beautiful cake." Julian hesitated. This was the first cake Little Bunny had ever made for him. He couldn't bear to ruin it.

He even entertained the absurd idea of preserving the cake, turning it into a display piece, and placing it somewhere prominent for everyone to see.

Aurora knew his thoughts, she would've laughed at him. Sometimes, Julian was just like a big

going to eat it anyway. Let me help you with the candles." Aurora gently inserted the candles into the cake, ignoring his distressed expression. Twenty-eight candles-the best years of his

you have a lighter? Light the candles and make a wish," Aurora suggested. "Alright." To her surprise, Julian didn't dismiss the idea as silly. He lit the candles, clasped his hands together, and made a solemn

the way the candlelight softened his face. He looked so gentle, so handsome,

wished for Aurora to have a safe delivery and for their little

cut the cake now?" Julian picked up the knife but hesitated for a long time. He still couldn't bring himself to cut

his reluctance. It's just

"The fondant shell isn't very tasty. Just eat the filling. The strawberry jam was made fresh by our chef, with no additives. The strawberries were picked

hungry, staring at the

it taste good?" Aurora asked nervously. She hadn't had time to

adventure continues. Join us for the complete experience all for free. The next chapter is eagerly waiting for you! "It's perfect. The best strawberry cake I've ever had," Julian said without hesitation, giving her the highest praise. "You should try some

he offered her. The strawberries, untreated with pesticides, had

melted in her mouth. She was surprised-even she hadn't expected it to taste so

savored the cake, she suddenly realized she had eaten from

for people who were

a certain distance from others,

magnetism, that drew her in. If she were

don't mind." Julian smiled

dinner yet, and I'm a bit hungry." She admitted sheepishly. She'd been so focused on making the cake that she hadn't had time

probably skipped dinner just to make the cake for him. "Then eat as much

up a spoon and began eating

the occasional moments when his gaze made her heart race, she loved

all for free. The next chapter is eagerly waiting for you! "Slow down, there's plenty," Julian said, watching