Devil's Prisoner of Love by Prefer

Justin only felt relieved when he saw no trace of disgust on Aurora's face. "Let's head inside," he said.

The entire stilt house was built with bamboo and wood, very much in line with Aurora's expectations. She found herself liking this style.

It was evident that the house was regularly cleaned-everything from the exterior to the interior was spotless. The decor combined a modern aesthetic with a touch of ethnic flair.

The furniture, like the tables and chairs, was made of rattan or bamboo, with intricate handmade carvings embellishing their surfaces. The modern elements included a sofa, television, and fully equipped bathroom and kitchen.

"In the future, when you're bored, you can watch TV. I'll also have someone get spainting supplies for you. Letknow if there's anything you need," Justin said gently.

If she weren't staying here under the guise of captivity, Aurora would've truly enjoyed this place. It was perfect for relaxing and unwinding. If Julian were by her side, it would've been even more ideal.

After the long car ride, Aurora was indeed tired. Justin noticed the weariness in her expression and suggested, "Go upstairs and rest for a while. You and Mrs. Woolf can have the master bedroom." "There's no need. I'll take the secondary bedroom," Aurora replied. She didn't want to act like the owner of the house; after all, she wasn't.

Justin couldn't argue with her and eventually let her stay in the secondary bedroom. Despite being the smaller room, it was still spacious and bright.

The bamboo-framed windows were draped with light white curtains, lending the room a poetic charm. Aurora was quite satisfied with her accommodations.

As she settled in, her initial anxiety began to dissipate. This place even had a TV, indicating it wasn't as isolated or backward as she feared. As long as she could gradually make Justin lower his guard, she was confident she could find an opportunity to get hold of a phone and contact Julian.

Surely, Justin couldn't keep all his attention on her forever. There would inevitably be moments when he wasn't paying attention. With this thought, Aurora decided to treat her stay as a vacation.

Instead of overthinking, she resolved to focus on taking care of herself, staying happy, and ensuring the baby grew strong and healthy.

"Do you like it here?" Justin asked.

"It's nice. I'm just a bit tired and want to get ssleep." "Alright, I won't disturb you. Cdown later for slocal dishes," Justin said, gently ruffling her hair.

Aurora suddenly felt that Justin's affection for her was more like an older brother's care for a younger sister. She took a closer look at the secondary bedroom-it had a distinctly feminine touch, with soft and elegant decor.

She began to ponder. From the moment she woke up, Justin had been particularly attentive to her. Could it be that he had feelings for her from the start? But she had been unconscious at the time, not even speaking a word. If Justin had fallen for her purely based on her appearance, Aurora found that possibility a bit far-fetched.

After all, Justin didn't strike her as someone who prioritized looks. He wasn't superficial.

Aurora wandered around the room, noticing sdelicate trinkets, such as small wooden carvings of horses and little girls.

Could he have a younger sister? Perhaps she resembled his sister, and his feelings of guilt toward her had been projected onto Aurora. Maybe he was confusing this guilt with love? It was just a theory, but if it were true, things would be much simpler. If Justin had an unresolved emotional wound, resolving it might be the key to her freedom.

With these thoughts swirling in her mind, Aurora drifted off to sleep. When she woke up, she planned to ask Mrs. Woolf about it.

However, she hadn't been asleep for long when loud noises disrupted her rest. She frowned and muttered, "So noisy." 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! The commotion continued, forcing Aurora to get out of bed and see what was going on.

"Justin, you heartless man! You know I like you, so how could you bring another woman here?" "Lana, I've told you very clearly before-I don't like you and will never marry you. Why can't you let it go?" "I want to see what makes that vixen so special. Is she prettier than me? I'm the most beautiful woman in the village!" As the argument reached its peak, the door opened, and a lazy, feminine voice floated out. "Hmm... What's going on?" A figure in white stepped out. Aurora, dressed in a simple white dress, her mid-length hair cascading softly over her shoulders, appeared before them.

Her skin was as fair as snow, her features exquisitely delicate like a porcelain doll. Her large eyes and naturally rosy lips made her look effortlessly stunning, more so than any heavily made-up woman.

Even Lana was momentarily stunned. Aurora was breathtaking, like a figure out of a painting.

"I told you it's chilly in the mountains. Why didn't you put on a coat before coming out? You'll catch a cold," Justin said, his expression soft and concerned as he noticed Aurora standing there in her light dress.

"So, you're the shameless woman, huh?" Lana spat, her voice rising in anger as she saw Justin's tenderness toward Aurora-something she had never experienced before.

Aurora had initially thought of playing matchmaker for Lana and Justin, but now she realized Lana wasn't a good match for him. A woman who didn't even know how to show basic respect wasn't worth loving.

Although Justin was a pirate, Aurora had never seen him act disrespectfully toward anyone during their ttogether.

If you're loving the book, nel5sis where the adventure continues. Join us for the complete experience ath for free. The next chapter is eagerly waiting for you! "Hello, I'm Aurora. You must be Miss Lana. It's nice to meet you," Aurora said politely, extending her hand out of habit. Her tone was formal but calm.

darkene She studied Lana carefully. Her features were small and delicate, but her complexion was darker, likely due to the strong UV rays in in the highlands. Lana had clearly taken care of her skin-it wasn't as dark as the other women in the village-but compared to Aurora, she still looked like a black pearl next to a diamond. "Don't call'Miss'! We don't use such terms here. I want you to give Justin back to me. He's mine," Lana snapped.

Aurora wondered if everyone in this village was this stubborn. First, Justin, and now Lana.

"He's right there. No one's taking him away," Aurora replied, her tone calm and steady. "Then leave! Stop seducing him! He's going to marry me, you shameless woman! You.!!!" e Lana's words devolved into a mix of curses and dialect, sof which Aurora couldn't understand, though the hostility in her expression made the meaning obvious. Mrs. Woolf quickly stepped forward to pull Lana back. Aurora, however, remained unfazed. "Are you done? If so, you can leave now. Don't disturb my sleep," she said coldly. Aurora's composed reaction stunned the onlookers. Who could remain this calm in such a situation? City girls were usually the most fragile and emotional, but Aurora's demeanor was like a wall of ice-unshaken and indifferent.

Her words left Lana speechless. Arguments usually escalated when both sides fought back equally, but when one side refused to engage, it left the other frustrated and powerless.

It was like punching a pillow-soft, yielding, and completely ineffective. Lana stood there, dumbfounded, unable to cup with a response.

"Justin, I'm going back to sleep. Wakeup when it's tto eat," Aurora said sweetly, flashing Justin a smile. Now that was the real blow. Lana had called her a shameless woman, so Aurora decided to show her what that truly looked like.

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