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.

over the years. Maybe I can't compare to your family's wealth, but I have enough

still young, Phil is in Clothville, Julian has his own business, and my grandfather is aging.

a break. Whatever you decide, I'll always support you," Mio said, burying his face in the crook of her neck, inhaling the scent of her hair. To him,

I wish I had met

"Why?"

have been lonely

lonely now that I have you," Mio

in the throes of new love, where even a single kiss could ignite a fire. "Mio, stop. We're in

into anything she wasn't ready for. "I'll leave now and

the flower shop just you right now? Don't you

someone wants to steal or rob them, they're welcome to. Besides, there's hardly any business. My flowers bloom only

past, she would have found such

your destination for the complete story. Share

can make it even sweeter with a kiss," Mio

coffee, I'll give you one," Rebecca said, leaning in. She aimed for his

the gentle kiss quickly turned passionate. Rebecca felt herself melting under

leave work early tonight," she said,

feeling something stir within him for the first time. No woman

whenever they parted. Their affection grew rapidly, though Mio never pushed her beyond 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

you want to," Mio replied, suddenly shy. "You can sleep in the master bedroom, and I'll

ears turn red, Rebecca couldn't help but laugh. Was he really this innocent? All she wanted was

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