Devil's Prisoner of Love by Prefer

After five minutes, she finally picked up the card, grabbed her handbag, and left. Everyone has a sense of curiosity deep inside.

"Miss President, are you heading out?" her secretary asked, noticing her hurried demeanor. But there wasn't anything else on her schedule today.

"Yes. If anything comes up, postpone it. I'm going out," Rebecca replied.

She drove to the address written on the card.

It was a garden villa, with fresh flowers blooming all around. From the soil's color, it was clear these flowers had been transplanted recently.

What was Mio planning by asking her to come to this villa? Rebecca was filled with questions, but as she approached, the iron gate opened automatically.

Curiosity pushed her forward. To her surprise, all the flowers in the garden were species she loved. There was even a swing, elegantly placed, as if inviting her to sit and sway in the sunlight.

She could already imagine how wonderful it would be to sit there, basking in the warmth of the sun.

The villa was built halfway up the mountain, where the air was fresh. At night, one could hear the chirping of insects, and in the early morning, birds would take flight.

The front door of the villa was tightly shut. She wasn't sure if Mio was inside. Standing before the keypad lock, she entered her birthday.

The door opened.

It seemed no one was inside. The floor was covered with white rose petals, and colorful balloons floated around. The interior was decorated warmly and romantically.

What on earth was Mio up to? Rebecca stepped carefully on the rose petals, moving forward. Suddenly, she stepped on something.

In an instant, the room lit up. Warm lights flickered on, romantic music began to play, and a projection appeared on the wall.

It was a collection of sketches and photos.

of these pictures was her-kneeling in a garden, wearing a blue dress,

another, she wore her hair in a ponytail, her dress fluttering,

of her smiling

had no idea when Mio had taken these photos or how he'd managed to draw so many detailed sketches of

didn't care about her, how could he have captured her every expression

and bad people deserved

but she quickly realized it was

my dearest Rebecca," his voice

I've prepared for you. I told you before-I wanted to build a home with you. Maybe you won't believe this, but from the

I never believed in love at first sight. But after meeting you,

moment I saw you in that garden. You were like

I can understand that feeling. No words can

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my life. For the first

are the person I want to spend my life with.

everything about me. Please forgive me for not being able to say this to your face- I can only share it

felt like he must have recorded this in a very

asked about my family. Back then, I didn't dare to tell you because my origins are

was a good man, a very good man, but he shouldn't

At first,

she repeatedly broke their trust. Finally, one day, the Walsh family had had enough. They forced her and my father to

family and worked to earn money for her. She accrued massive debts, and to

in drugs and... other things. She seemed to

don't know who

brought me back to the Walsh family. My mother was pushed to her death by debt collectors, and after burying her, my father took his own

still looked down upon by my

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