Devil's Prisoner of Love by Prefer

After so many years of hardship, Mio's struggles seemed to finally be coming to an

end. He had worked hard, skipping grades repeatedly, and his sharp business acumen made him stand out among his peers.

The family began to take notice of him, and Mio hoped the next three years would pass quickly. But just as the family head's health deteriorated further, Mr. Elderstone unexpectedly brought Tina back. Mio had believed his suffering was over, only to find himself plunged into darkness once more.

If he had never glimpsed the light, perhaps he could have accepted living in the darkness forever. But having seen it, how could he willingly return?

The position of family head was within his reach. His heart brimmed with anticipation, but fate cruelly shattered his hopes.

That same year, his grandmother passed away. Before her death, she left all her life savings to Mio, telling him to find a good wife in the future.

Mio had never shed a tear, yet on the day his grandmother died, he cried uncontrollably. He had lost everything.

The position of family head was gone. His grandmother was gone. He was left with nothing.

His grandmother's words about finding a good wife struck a nerve. Since childhood, people had insulted his mother, calling her names. This had left Mio with a deep psychological aversion to women.

He had promised to buy his grandmother a big house, but he had not yet done so. He had vowed she would see him become the family head, but he had failed.

From that day forward, Mio changed. Even though Tina's return complicated things, it didn't mean he had no chance. He resolved to work even harder.

When he entered the company, the environment was far more cutthroat than school. The aura of being a candidate for family head had been stripped from him.

This became another reason for people to ridicule him. They sneered, saying he was like a toad lusting after a swan.

As soon as he joined the company, many deliberately made things difficult for him. It was just like his childhood-his talents only invited harsher suppression.

Mr. Grant, disheartened by Tina's return, stopped supporting Mio. In his frustration, he vented his anger on Mio, leaving him without a backer.

Mr. Grant's protection, Mio struggled at every turn. He endured the scorn and cold remarks of his colleagues because he had to

accompanied the general manager to a banquet. The client said they could discuss business-but

an opportunity for Mio to "gain experience." In reality, Mio was there to take the fall and drink on his behalf. Mio

had no power and no support. If he offended the general manager, his career

he left the Walsh family, wouldn't all his years of hard work be for nothing? That night, Mio couldn't even remember how much he drank or how many times he threw

deal and specifically

agreed, but the general manager glared at him fiercely. By the end of the night, Mio was rushed

make things difficult for him, mocking him both

manager, giving him a chance

from simple. On top of that, Mio's strikingly attractive face made things even harder. His first major client

one look at him and made her intentions clear: if

little regard for women, having grown up in such a family with a

enough to be his mother, but Mio had

she wanted it, she could have

his circumstances, no longer

of his way to learn how to

of her figure, Mio was repulsed. He smiled outwardly

with Mio and promised to bring

of her age were rarely satisfied, and she was no exception. Neither

her social circle, bringing him a flood of deals in exchange for his body. Mio's performance skyrocketed, and his career

ladder by sleeping with women. Mio never argued. He didn't care.

he began grooming Mio again, propelling him

were now forced to bow

women forcing themselves on him evolved into Mio mastering the art of manipulation. He despised women,

felt nothing. If one looked closely, even in moments of supposed passion, his eyes remained

He lived like a hollow shell, moving through life

once again, everything changed. This time, he

by others, and in turn, he had hurt others. Who could untangle the right and