Devil's Prisoner of Love by Prefer

Chapter 844: I’m Staying Over

For someone like her, deliveries were usually signed for at the reception desk. But when they learned the roses were sent by Mio, an exception was made. The delivery person was instructed to hand the roses directly to her every day.

"Let him in," Rebecca said without looking up from her work.

"You can go in," the secretary told the visitor. The president would undoubtedly be pleased to see him. Lately, Rebecca had been acting like her soul had been whisked away.

This was Mio's second visit to Rebecca's office. The last time, they had stripped away each other's masks and ended up parting on bad terms. But this time, Mio was in great spirits. As he entered, he saw Rebecca buried behind her computer, busy with documents. He couldn't help but remember his own life when he once lived like this. "Miss, these are your flowers. Please sign for them," Mio said, breaking the silence. Rebecca's pen paused mid-stroke. "You... why are you here?" she asked, her face lighting up with unmistakable delight. Yesterday, she had spent the entire day at Mio's flower shop. They'd shared a candlelit dinner by the seaside before he dropped her off at home. She hadn't expected to see him again so soon-let alone delivering flowers himself.

"Are you unhappy to see me?" Mio teased, his gaze sweeping over the room filled with white roses. Some were wilting, others had already withered.

"You didn't throw them away?" he asked, surprised that Rebecca had kept the flowers for so long.

"Even though you didn't leave a single card, I knew they were from you. Knowing that, I couldn't bear to throw them away," Rebecca admitted, her cheeks tinged with a rosy blush.

"Good girl," Mio praised, setting a thermos on her desk. "Here's a reward: a cup of hot coffee. I just brewed it and brought it over. It should still be warm."

"You even made me coffee?"

"Of course. You liked it yesterday, so I made you a cup to help you stay energized."

"Perfect timing. I overslept this morning and didn't have breakfast. This warm coffee is perfect," Rebecca said, taking a sip. "I love this flavor-it's special because you made it." "From tomorrow on, I'll bring you breakfast. Skipping breakfast isn't good for you," Mio said, his voice filled with concern.

"You used to work as hard as I do. You know how busy we get," Rebecca sighed.

I have enough

Julian has his

his face in the crook of her neck,

wish I had met you

"Why?"

wouldn't have been lonely

have

could ignite a fire.

push her into anything she wasn't ready for.

just you right now? Don't

steal or rob them, they're welcome

would have found such words nauseating, but coming from Mio, they felt incredibly

complete story. Share the joy of reading with others and spread the word. The

it even sweeter with a

in. She aimed for his cheek, but Mio turned his head at the last moment, and her kiss landed on his

met, and the gentle kiss quickly turned passionate. Rebecca felt herself melting

leave work early tonight," she said, her

him for the first time. No woman had ever made

her comfort zone. On the contrary, it was Rebecca who often felt breathless from his kisses. That evening, after dinner at his apartment, Mio offered to take her

"You can sleep in the master bedroom, and I'll take the guest room. I'll go tidy it

innocent? All she wanted was to spend the night at his place,

first real relationship. In the past, love had been a game, a hunt. But now, with Rebecca, he understood