Devil's Prisoner of Love by Prefer

Her breathing was rapid. She had drunk sred wine earlier, and her chest rose and fell tically.

Even though she knew she was sick, she didn't say a word. He had thought she was fine all along. Placing a hand on her forehead to check her temperature, he realized it was so hot that if he cracked an egg on her face, it might cook through.

At that moment, he wished they were already at the villa, though the driver was speeding as fast as he could.

The driver could sense the growing tension behind him. Whenever Mr. Raymond was in a foul mood, someone always paid the price. Gripping the steering wheel tightly, he prayed that he wouldn't be the one to suffer tonight.

A sharp screech of brakes rang out as they arrived. The driver quickly got out to open the car door. Kyle Raymond glanced at the sleeping woman in the back seat. Ever since Aurora had fallen asleep, aside from checking her forehead, he hadn't touched her.

It wasn't that he didn't want to-he didn't dare. The pull she had on him was far stronger than he'd ever anticipated.

He feared her. Feared that he might destroy her.

His hands hovered over her for a moment before he pulled them back. Quickly, he took off his coat, wrapping it around Aurora before lifting her into his arms.

He wasn't sure if it was because he didn't want to touch her directly or because of the fierce wind and snow outside-he couldn't bear the thought of her being cold.

He'd already investigated the long-standing grudge between Ivy and Aurora. The day after Ivy had declared Aurora to be the person she hated most in the world, a detailed report on both women had landed on his desk. Kyle's hands were stained with blood, and Ivy's petty schemes were nothing more than child's play to someone like him. He didn't resent Ivy for her actions.

Everyone had their way of surviving. No one had the right to interfere with someone else's choices.

But while he didn't blIvy, his heart ached for Aurora, who had endured torment since childhood. The hardships had shaped her into the brilliant and exceptional woman she was today.

The world only saw Aurora's dazzling glow. No one knew how much pain she had endured to get there. Knowing her past, Kyle often found himself staring at her through the floor-to-ceiling windows, his heart aching with the urge to hold her.

When he finally lifted her into his arms, he realized how light she was-just as he had imagined. Holding her against his solid frame, he carried her delicately, as if she were a fragile egg.

Upstairs, Ivy was playing the piano. She had just finished a piece when she overheard the butler mention that Mr. Raymond enjoyed piano music. Stretching her limbs, she walked to the window to catch a glimpse of him.

One look, and her heart sank.

The tall man was rushing back to the villa, but this time, he was carrying someone in his arms. Judging by the figure, it was a woman.

Her mind flashed back to the man's rough demeanor in bed, and now, he was using his own coat to shield this woman from the snow, his face full of urgency.

Ivy's grip on the curtain tightened. She had thought that when he bid on that ruby for her last night, it meant she was different from the others.

Although he hadn't given her the ruby, she had convinced herself it was because she had asked for it. As long as Aurora didn't get it, it didn't matter.

If Ivy knew that Kyle Raymond had only bid on the ruby for Aurora from the very beginning, she might have flung herself out of the second-floor window in sheer rage. Kyle had wrapped Aurora in his coat not only to protect her from the cold but also to conceal her identity.

But the act only fueled curiosity. The news that Mr. Raymond had carried a woman back to the villa spread like wildfire among the other women there.

What shocked them even more was that he carried Aurora straight into his master bedroom-the one place in the villa every woman longed to be.

Kyle had never stayed the night with any of them. They were always sent to the guest rooms after he'd had his fun. The master bedroom was his personal retreat, a sanctuary no one else could enter.

But tonight, without a second thought, he had brought Aurora there.

The butler quickly summoned the doctor, feeling a rare sense of urgency. In all the years he had served Mr. Raymond, he had never seen him care so deeply for anyone.

In the past, even if a woman was gravely injured, Kyle would dismiss them with a cold word. There was no tenderness, no lingering embraces, and certainly no compassion. "You'd better handle this carefully," the butler warned the doctor. "This woman is different from all the others." "What do you mean?" the doctor asked.

"This time, the boss might actually be serious." The butler recalled the look on Kyle's face when he had opened the car door-panic mixed with fury. He had only seen that expression once before, when Kyle lost his closest ally.

But now, it was for a woman.

The doctor didn't dare delay. Rushing upstairs, she braced herself for the worst. She assumed Aurora had suffered a gunshot wound or sother severe injury. When she finally reached the bedroom, she asked breathlessly, "What's the situation?" Kyle's deep voice answered, "She has a fever. Probably just a cold." 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! "What?" The doctor was momentarily stunned. She had prepared herself for a life-or-death situation, only to find out it was a simple fever.

"What do you mean 'what'? Hurry up and bring her temperature down!" Kyle's sharp tone cut through the air, as if he might tear the house apart if the doctor didn't act immediately.

"Right, of course." The doctor hurried to the bedside. "Sir, step back a little. I need to examine her."

Kyle moved reluctantly, standing nearby with a protective air thatm made the doctor feel immense pressure.

After a quick examination, the doctor said, "It's just a mild cold causing the fever. I'll prepare smedicine. En.

There's no need to worry." "Hurry up," Kyle ordered.

"Yes, sir." The doctor wiped the sweat from her brow, relieved it wasn't anything serious. If it had been, she doubted she'd leave the villa alive.

Meanwhile, rumors spread like wildfire among the women in the villa.

"What? Mr. Raymond carried a woman inside? Are you sure he carried her?" "Absolutely! I saw it with my own eyes." "Is she prettier than me? Mr. Raymond has never carried me." "I don't know about her looks. He wrapped her up in his coat, like he was afraid she'd catch cold. Do you think he's fallen for her?"

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