Devil's Prisoner of Love by Prefer

Julian was torn between two emotions: fear for Aurora's safety and fury at Kyle Raymond's indifferent attitude.

The woman he cherished like a fragile treasure-someone he held so delicately, fearing she might shatter or dissolve-was now being reduced to a mere bargaining chip.

"She's my priceless treasure, Kyle Raymond! I'm giving you one chance-release her, and I'll let this slide. Otherwise, even if it costseverything, I will not let you go!" Julian's voice was sharp, though he had no intention of provoking someone as dangerous as Kyle Raymond.

Men like Kyle, who grew up dancing on the edge of knives, were not to be trifled with.

"The last person who threatenedlike that is already dead, Julian. I'll be waiting." With that, Kyle hung up. When Julian tried calling back, the line was dead. Kyle had turned off his phone.

"Shit!" Julian cursed, a mix of panic and rage boiling inside him. His mind raced with dark scenarios: Did Kyle drug Aurora? Had something already happened between them? The thought of Aurora being harmed tore at Julian like claws ripping through his chest. Pain and worry consumed him.

Even if Kyle had violated her, Julian would never blher. His fear lay in Kyle's notorious reputation for depravity in bed.

The fragile, soft body that once trembled delicately beneath him-how could it endure such cruelty? "Little Bunny... I'm sorry, I'm so sorry." Julian berated himself bitterly. It was his fault. He hadn't protected her. When she needed him most, he wasn't there.

Unable to endure the torment any longer, Julian dialed Nick's number.

For someone like Kyle Raymond, brute force was the only answer.

Nick picked up reluctantly, his voice tinged with irritation. Irene had been drinking earlier and was now curled up sweetly in his arms. He'd hoped for sintimate alone time.

The first call, he ignored. The second, he declined. By the third, he answered in frustration, knowing who it was. "If you don't have a good reason, we're done," Nick said coldly.

"Nick... Little Bunny was taken by Kyle Raymond. I'm still in Europe, flying back now. But I'm afraid that lunatic might..." Julian's voice broke with anguish.

Nick had known Julian for years, yet this was the first the'd heard such desperation in his voice. The man who always seemed unshakable, even under the weight of the world, now sounded terrified.

Nick's mind raced. The distance between them felt unbearable, and he hated that he couldn't be at Aurora's side immediately.

"Calm down. Start from the beginning. How did Aurora get caught up with Kyle Raymond?" Nick's focus sharpened, pushing thoughts of Irene aside.

Julian quickly recounted the events. Nick, decisive as always, responded immediately.

"Got it. I'll handle it. Kyle's gone legit these days; he won't risk crossing the line. It's not as bad as you think." "I'm almost at the airport. Nick, you know this-she's the only woman I'll ever love. Nothing can happen to her. You're the only one I trust. Please, save her!" Julian's plea was raw, his pride cast aside.

"Don't worry. As long as I'm here, she'll be fine." Nick hung up.

Irene was still asleep on his lap, her breathing soft and steady. Nick sighed, gently lifting her in his arms and carrying her to the bedroom. He tucked her in, kissed her forehead, and whispered, "Irene, wait forto cback." He turned and left decisively.

Outside, his car was already waiting.

"Sir, where to?" the driver asked.

"Billsford," Nick replied coldly.

The driver's eyes widened. Billsford was infamous. Everyone knew who lived there. And if Nick was bringing so many people, it could only mean trouble.

Nick calmly loaded his pistol, sliding it into the holster at his waist.

The driver swallowed hard. Mr. Coleman was serious.

Half an hour later, a convoy of black SUVS pulled up outside the gates of Billsford.

The butler rushed upstairs. "Sir, Mr. Coleman is here." "What does he want?" Kyle Raymond sneered. Though the two had never clashed directly, the animosity between them ran deep.

"He claims he's here... as a guest." The butler wiped the sweat from his brow. Nick's words might have sounded polite, but no one believed them.

Kyle glanced at Aurora, still asleep beside him. He smirked. "So, it's about her?" "Sir... Mr. Coleman insisted on seeing you. He said if you refuse, he'll find another way in. And, well, you know how he is. If he's provoked..." "Damn it," Kyle muttered, scratching his head.

If Kyle was the tiger of the underworld, Nick was the wolf am predator who never let go once he sank his teeth in. Kyle didn't fear him but detested unnecessary trouble. "Fine, let's go." The butler hurried downstairs to open the gates. Eight black SUVS rolled in, their passengers stepping out in unison.

Kyle was already at the door.

"Mr. Coleman," he said with a dry smile. "Showing up at my homem uninvited in the middle of the night... care to explain? I don't recall offending you." Behind Kyle, a dozen men in black stood at attention-his loyal enforcers, men who had fought and bled alongside him.

Nick's men exited their vehicles, matching Kyle's in number and readiness. The once- spacious courtyard now felt oppressively crowded.

The butler, who had enjoyed years of peace, felt his heart sink. Whenever titans clashed, it was always the little people who suffered.

Nick's expression was icy. "Mr.

Raymond, you and I have always kept to our own lanes, admit, coming here unannounced was rude. But I'm here on someone else's behalf, and I can't ignore their request." Kyle raised an eyebrow, surprised. Julian had actually managed to enlist Nick's help? "May I ask whose behalf you're acting on?" Kyle inquired.

"Who it is doesn't matter. Aurora is in your hands, isn't she? Mr. Raymond, stealing someone's beloved is hardly the act of a gentleman." Kyle chuckled darkly. "A gentleman? Hearing that from you, Mr. Coleman, is almost funny." "Kyle Raymond," Nick interrupted, his tone sharp. "My patience is limited. Release Aurora. Nyour terms." mmMwWLlilofiflo&1 mmMwWLlilofiflo&1 mmMwWLlilofiflo&1 mmMwWLlilofiflo&1 mmMwWLliIofifl0&1 mmMwWLlilofiflo&1