Devil's Prisoner of Love by Prefer

On the way home, Aurora was still engrossed in her notes. She had to admit, this was an area where Julian far surpassed her expertise. She was fortunate to have him as her teacher.

"You can review those at home. Reading in the car is uncomfortable. Besides, they're yours now-it's not like they'll run away," Julian said with a soft chuckle.

"That's true. I guess I'm just excited and want to finish them as soon as possible. Oh, Julian, the company will be on break in a few days. Once the holiday starts, how about we go shopping to prepare for the New Year?" "Let Mrs. Hill handle those things. There's no need for you to do it," Julian replied, thinking of how busy Aurora had been. He wanted her to use the vacation to rest at home.

"If you makestay hall day, I'd feel suffocated. Besides, Mrs. Hill will be going hfor the New Year too. I've never prepared for something like this before. Would you cwith me?" Aurora wasn't looking for leisure; she simply wanted to do something ordinary with Julian, like a normal couple. Their ttogether was already scarce, so how could she not seize this opportunity? "Of course. Anything you want to do, I'll support you wholeheartedly," Julian said as he playfully tapped her nose. "You're the best, Julian." "Naturally. In this world, only you are worth my devotion." Aurora smiled softly and leaned her head against his chest.

The following days were busier than ever. Both Aurora and Julian were swamped, and the entire company was bustling with preparations for the holiday. All over Clothville, everyone was caught up in the festive rush.

Aurora had arranged for the finance department to distribute salaries early, along with generous bonuses for every employee. On the final day, after the company dinner, almost everyone was tipsy from the celebration. "Miss Montgomery, Happy New Year in advance!" Heather said respectfully.

"Enjoy the holidays," Aurora replied, bidding farewell to colleagues one by one. With the year drawing to a close, everyone looked forward to the New Year, much like schoolchildren anticipating their winter break.

When Julian arrived at the hotel to pick her up, he noticed Aurora's flushed face. "Drank too much again?" he asked.

"Not really. Everyone was just in a good mood today. Julian, I'm officially on vacation!" "Yes, you are. Tomorrow, we'll go shopping to prepare for the New Year." "Okay." Hand in hand, they left. This New Year would be unlike any before. Neither of them was alone anymore-they had each other.

The next morning, Aurora woke up early.

"Julian, wake up!" "It's a holiday. Can't we sleep in a little?" Julian replied, though he wasn't really sleepy. Both of them were used to waking up early, so sleeping in felt unnatural.

"I can't. My body clock is set to this time. Besides, I've already sent Mrs. Hill home, so I'll make breakfast today." Aurora threw off the blanket and got out of bed.

Instead of her usual professional attire, she wore a set of cozy loungewear. After a quick wash, she headed downstairs.

When Julian cdown after freshening up, he saw her in the kitchen. Her hair was tied loosely, and she wore an apron. The sight of her, relaxed yet serene, filled the room with a warm tranquility.

"Smells amazing," Julian murmured as he wrapped his arms around her from behind, placing a kiss on her slender neck.

The spot he kissed tingled, and a blush spread up to her ears. "Stop that," Aurora said shyly.

"How are you still so sensitive after all this time?" Julian teased, nibbling on her earlobe and whispering in a low voice.

Aurora's grip on the spatula faltered, and she nearly dropped it. Damn it-this man knew exactly where her weakest spots were.

"Julian, if you keep this up, we won't be able to eat breakfast," she said helplessly. During their usual busy mornings, Julian was more restrained. Now that they had toff, he was far less disciplined.

"Breakfast can wait. I'd rather... eat you," Julian said with a mischievous grin, leaning in to claim her lips. Scoundrel! Aurora thought, her heart racing. Behind them, the eggs sizzled in the pan, and the kitchen seemed to grow warmer.

"Enough, Julian. If you keep this up, the eggs will burn," Aurora scolded as she pushed him away. Seeing her slightly annoyed expression, Julian chuckled.

"Alright, I'll stop." Though tempted to continue, he relented. He was genuinely curious to taste Aurora's cooking- a rare treat given her busy schedule.

As Julian stepped aside, Aurora let out a sigh of relief. She'd been worried he might lose control. If that had happened, who knew when they'd finally get to eat breakfast? Aurora quickly finished preparing the meal. Normally, Mrs. Hill handled the cooking, but today Aurora had taken charge. To Julian, the food tasted exceptionally delicious.

In this quiet, cozy atmosphere, they both felt content. After breakfast, their driver took them to the mall.

The first stop was to buy new clothes. In previous years, Julian had never bothered with this. Whenever the seasons changed, his secretary would prepare the latest collections for him, so he had no habit of shopping. Whenever he visited a mall, it was usually to inspect his properties, evaluate performance, or assess areas for improvement.

If you're loving the book, nel5sis where the adventure continues. Join us for the complete exp lete experience-all for free. The next chapter is eagerly En waiting for you! Shopping with Aurora, however, was a first. As she held onto his arm, Aurora noticed the curious gazes of passersby. "Julian, why do I feel like everyone is looking atstrangely? Do they think I'm your mistress or something?" She couldn't help but notice the attention. The looks weren't hostile-if anything, they were filled with curiosity and a hint of reverence.

"Silly girl. Did you forget this mall is one of my properties? Everyone is just curious about what the boss's wife looks like. I always calone before, so this is the first tthey've seenwith someone," Julian explained. In the past, Aurora might have quipped, "So what if you're rich?" But now, she had nothing to say. Julian was undeniably wealthy.

"Does that mean shopping here is like strolling through your private garden?" "You could put it that way. I know you're independent and don't care for luxury, but I still want to say this: whatever you like, just pick it. I'll cover it. It's my duty as a man." "Alright." Aurora was self-reliant, but she appreciated Julian's sincerity. He knew to explain himself beforehand, ensuring she wouldn't feel insulted. "Let's start with women's clothing," Julian suggested.

"No, men's first," Aurora insisted.

Both wanted to prioritize the other, but in the end, Aurora won. She led Julian to the men's section.

"Julian, ctry this one. How does it look?" Aurora called, holding up a shirt for him. "As long as you like it," Julian replied with a relaxed smile.

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