Devil's Prisoner of Love by Prefer

Chapter 541: Super HandsGemma's smile froze. The man didn't even look up, not sparing her the slightest glance.

"Well, I was thinking..." she began, her voice faltering. Men like Denis Vukic-powerful, commanding, and absurdly handsome-were a rare breed. If she could capture the attention of someone like him, she'd finally have something to flaunt in front of Aurora.

People always said, "A man chasing a woman is like climbing a mountain, but a woman chasing a man is like peeling a thin veil." That thought kept her determined. Denis would be hers.

But before she could finish her sentence, Denis raised his eyes for just a second. His voice was sharp and icy.

"Leave." The sheer coldness of his tone made her blood run cold. His gaze was like a blade, so cutting that Gemma almost stumbled in fright. If looks could kill, she'd have been shredded into pieces.

"S-Sorry," she stammered. Under the curious stares of onlookers, she scrambled away, her face burning with humiliation.

Denis, unbothered, had already lost his appetite. He packed sfood for Asher and left the restaurant without a second glance.

Gemma watched him stalk out, his commanding presence leaving everyone in awe. Frustration twisted her gut. She'd finally found someone who could rival Julian in charisma, only to watch him walk away. If she could make him her boyfriend, she'd easily outshine lan. But this man was so cold! Fuming, she stabbed her fork into her spaghetti, each bite a vent for her anger.

When Denis returned to the suite, Asher was still fast asleep. The two were staying in a two-room suite-Asher had the inner room, while Denis occupied the outer one.

Asher, however, hadn't closed his door the previous night, and Denis, a light sleeper, had been disturbed constantly. Every hour or so, Asher would shuffle to the bathroom and stay there for twenty minutes.

By three in the morning, Asher had finally passed out, his face pale with exhaustion. Denis stood by the bed now, his voice as cold and unrelenting as ever.

"Time's up. Get up." Asher groaned, his voice hoarse. "What tis it?" "Almost eight," Denis replied, checking his watch. "Get up, wash up, and eat. The launch event starts at nine. If we leave now, we'll get there in fifteen minutes. No traffic this early-perfect timing." Asher sat up groggily, rubbing his eyes. "Oh... I smell something good." Despite being younger by a few years, Asher's lively, carefree personality often made Denis treat him like an annoying younger brother. While their bickering was constant, they'd grown close.

Denis had been lonely for far too long. Aurora and Asher had slowly cracked his cold exterior. With Aurora away, Asher had bechis one constant companion over the past few weeks.

Denis had grown used to Asher's noisy presence, even if it meant dealing with the chaos he left behind. But on the rare nights when Asher wasn't around, Denis found the silence unbearable.

Asher, ever shameless, would barge into Denis's huninvited, armed with snacks, blankets, and a stack of soap operas to binge-watch on Denis's massive TV.

At first, Denis couldn't understand why a grown man would be so hooked on over-the-top love stories. But as long as someone else was there, as long as the lights were on when he got home, the loneliness didn't feel so overwhelming.

"I brought food," Denis said, his tone indifferent. "So you don't whine about being hungry in the car later." Asher's eyes lit up. "You're so considerate!" He jumped out of bed, rushing to brush his teeth and wash his face before devouring the meal Denis had brought.

Denis sat down with a piece of toast, taking a bite.

Asher glanced at him. "Wait... didn't you already eat breakfast?" "I ran into someone annoying and lost my appetite," Denis said flatly. "Now hurry up. We're almost out of time." 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! Asher, sensing Denis's subtle concern, grinned. He'd gotten used to the man's frosty exterior masking a surprisingly warm heart.

"Got it," Asher said through a mouthful of toast. Within minutes, he was dressed and ready, his usual playful demeanor back in full force.

"Look at me!" Asher struck a tic pose. "Am I super handstoday? Especially handsome?" Denis glanced at him. Asher's navy coat was tailored to perfection, emphasizing his elegant yet relaxed style. His piercing blue eyes sparkled, as clear as the sky after rain. "You look fine." "Fine?" Denis's gaze was blunt. "No matter how handsyou are, she's not going to see you that way." Asher's grin vanished, replaced by a playful pout. "You're so mean. Can't you just say something nice for once?" "Eight-fifteen," Denis said, ignoring him. "Let's go." He adjusted his coat and headed for the door.

Asher followed, muttering under his breath, though Denis didn't bother to listen.

Gemma stepped outside her building and froze. There he was-Denis Vukic-getting into his car. For a moment, her heart raced. Fate had handed her another chance! She was about to approach when she spotted someone else-Asher-sitting beside him.

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! Her excitement turned to confusion. She'd seen Asher before, back when he visited Aurora's school. His striking good looks were impossible to forget.

These two knew each other?

Memories cflooding back. Asher had danced with Aurora at her m birthday party, And Now, here he was with Denis, heading off together. Were they going to Aurora's launch event?

Gemma's mood darkened. Why did all the best men seem to revolvearound Aurora? Jealousy twisted in her chest as she waved down a cab.

She wasn't about to let them have all the fun without her. Aurora stood in front of her mirror, eyeing the ten outfits laid out before her. She chewed her lip, indecisive.

"Julian, what should I wear?"

Julian glanced up from his phone.

"It's warmer than yesterday, but it's still cold. The event's outdoors, and the wind's bound to be bry de brutal Wear something warm." Aurora frowned at the cozier outfits. "They're so bulky. None of them are photogenic." Julian sighed, setting his phone down. "Your health is more important than a photo." "But I'll look like a marshmallow!" Aurora pouted. Julian walked over and wrapped his arms around her. "Somehow, I think you'll manage to look beautiful no matter what." Aurora rolled her eyes, though a small smile tugged at her lips. "You're not helping." mmMwWLlilofiflo&1 mmMwWLlilofiflo&1 mmMwWLlilofiflo&1 mmMwWLlilofiflo&1 mmMwWLliIofifl0&1 mmMwWLlilofiflo&1