Devil's Prisoner of Love by Prefer

Chapter 532: Will You Marry Victoria? Because of Aurora and Julian's wedding plans, Joaquin and Oswaldo finally had the chance to sit down and play chess together. Though their words still carried a hint of rivalry, the atmosphere was noticeably better. Dinner wasn't ready yet, and Aurora brought them drinks.

"Uncle, here's your coffee. Grandpa, your tea." Aurora placed the cups gently on the coasters, her actions thoughtful.

"Girl, do you really insist on callinguncle?" Joaquin looked at Aurora, recalling the first tthey met at a banquet. Back then, he had mistaken her for sgold digger and spoken harshly to her.

To his surprise, Aurora had never held it against him. After the major incident at the Alvarez family, Joaquin had even invited her to dinner to apologize. Aurora had been too busy and politely declined, assuring him that it was all water under the bridge.

Over time, Joaquin had cto admire her. Julian had chosen well. Aurora was independent, graceful, and nothing like the petty Susan. Especially when she stood by Julian-there was an unmistakable sweetness between them, even when they said nothing to each other.

Family background, age, status-none of it mattered. What mattered was that the two of them were together. Aurora didn't expect Joaquin to say something so candid. The fact that he had given her shares and a bracelet last talready showed he no longer treated her as an outsider.

"Dad..." Aurora called softly, her voice tender. For Joaquin, nothing mattered more in life than family. "Good girl, good girl," he responded, his eyes slightly misty.

Julian noticed this. The times he'd called Joaquin "Dad" could be counted on one hand. He used to hate him for what he'd done to his mother, but over the years, that anger had faded.

"Let's not disturb their chess game," Julian said, taking Aurora's hand and leading her away. Deep down, he felt a little awkward. Aurora noticed but chose not to comment.

At that moment, Magnus returned. Julian quickly greeted him. "Mr. Montgomery." Magnus, ever calm and reserved, simply nodded. The three of them sat on the couch, but Magnus looked hesitant, as though there was something he wanted to say.

"Dad, is there something you want to ask me?" Aurora noticed Magnus had glanced at her several times, each topening his mouth but saying nothing.

"It's nothing. I just haven't seen you in a long time," Magnus replied, though his tone suggested otherwise. Aurora thought for a moment and guessed what he might ask. "Dad, are you wondering about Mom?" "... Did you see her while you were in New York?" Magnus lowered his head. His concern for Tina was evident. Despite a joint project between their companies, Tina had assigned John Walsh as the lead, keeping Magnus at arm's length.

"Yes, I saw her. She's the sas always-she doesn't acknowledge me. Dad, I want to ask... how did you and Mom meet?" Aurora's voice carried a trace of hope as she looked at Magnus.

Magnus sighed deeply before speaking. "When I first met your mom, she was just a teenager-barely older than fifteen or sixteen. She was in a terrible state, sitting by the corner of the street. I found her and brought her home.

"She seemed to have suffered skind of trauma. She couldn't remember anything from her past, only that her nwas Victoria. I searched for her family for a long tbut found nothing. Maybe she had forgotten even that. Seeing that she had nowhere to go, I let her stay with the Montgomery family.

"Over time, I grew fond of her. Slowly, I fell in love. Then we had you. She was only 18 when she was pregnant with you, and we weren't even old enough to legally marry. But none of that mattered to us. We thought as long as we were together, it was enough. She didn't have a family, so I wanted to give her one.

"I really thought we'd be happy forever. I loved her so much. She was the one I never wanted to hurt, yet I ended up hurting her the most." Magnus closed his eyes as memories flooded back. He could still see her as she was back then-a fragile girl he'd found near a trash bin. When she opened her eyes, her beautiful gaze seemed to pierce straight into his soul.

Almost instinctively, he'd brought her home. He could still remember how stunned he was when she emerged after cleaning up.

"Is there something on my face?" she had asked nervously, touching her cheek when she caught him staring. Back then, Magnus was 24, fresh out of university and already running Montgomery Group. He'd met plenty of beautiful women in his life, but none compared to the girl standing before him.

Her face wa youthful, with traces of baby fat. Her eyes sparkled with life, and her tall, slender figure hinted at elegance. When she wore a simple white dress, she looked almost angelic. In that moment, she completely captivated him.

"No," Magnus said, quickly averting his gaze.

Perhaps that was the moment he fell in love with her.

"What's your name? Where do you live? I'll take you home. Your family must be worried," he asked gently. But the girl shook her head. "I... I don't remember." "You don't remember? Are you hurt?" Magnus asked, recalling the pitiful state she'd been in when he found her.

"I don't remember anything," she whispered, clutching the hem of her dress nervously. "Please don't sendaway. I'm hungry... and cold..." Her words at his heart. How could he turn her aw If you're loving the book, nel5sis where the adventure continues. Join us for the complete experience all for free. The next chapter is eagerly waiting for you! From that day on, she stayed with him. He called her Victoria. He'd tried to find a match for her nmany times-there were over a thousand people named Victoria in the country-but none of them fit her description. Maybe she had even gotten her nwrong. But it didn't matter. The nsuited her, and it stuck.

Given her age, she should have been in school, and Magnus had offered to arrange it for her. But she had shaken her head, saying she was happy at home.

For Magnus, hbecsomething he looked forward tom Every day, when he opened the door, he'd see her radiant smile. "Magnus, you're back," she'd say.

"Yeah," he'd reply.

"Magnus, I made scrambled eggs today. Try them!" she'd exclaim, bringing out a plate of burnt eggs. It was clear she had no talent for cooking.

Not wanting to hurt her feelings, Magnus would nod and eat om everything she made, no matter how bad it tasted.

At first, Magnus thought he saw her as a little sister. But one night, after drinking too much, Victoria had taken care of him. In a haze, he'd pulled her into his arms. "Victoria, I like you," he had confessed. He couldn't remember how she'd responded. He only remembered that she didn't resist and let him do as he pleased.

The next morning, guilt consumed him. He felt like a monster. But Victoria had simply smiled at him.

"Then marry Victoria, will you?" she asked softly. "Okay," he had answered, without a second thought.

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