Devil's Prisoner of Love by Prefer

Chapter 453: King After breakfast, Aurora changed into a fresh outfit before heading out. Originally, Asher had planned to accompany her, but a call from his company required his immediate attention.

"I won't be able to take you there. Be careful," he said.

"Don't worry. I've been here for three years. What could possibly go wrong? Go handle your work. We'll have dinner together tonight. I'm heading out now," Aurora replied.

She got into her custom Porsche, pressed the accelerator, and the car sped off into the distance.

These past few days felt like a vacation for Aurora. She didn't have to worry about company performance or securing new deals. Even driving felt lighter and freer. The familiar streets and scents filled her with a sense of freedom.

The car made its way to the café where she had arranged to meet Mino. It wasn't located in a bustling area, and the surroundings were usually quiet. Compared to the crowded streets of Clothville, this place was peaceful and serene.

Aurora stepped out of the car in her high heels, locked the door, and walked straight into the café.

Seated at the table was a man waiting for her. He, like Asher, was of mixed descent, with strikingly beautiful eyes.

"Miss Montgomery, I presume? I'm Mino," he greeted.

"Hello, sorry to keep you waiting," Aurora said with a smile as she took her seat.

"I just arrived myself. You're very punctual, Miss Montgomery," Mino replied. True to his name, he was the picture of a gentleman, dressed in a crisp white linen shirt that exuded cleanliness and freshness.

Although both he and NE were Lockman's prized protégés, Mino was notably more reserved. He lacked the overbearing arrogance often associated with NE. Instead, he radiated a gentle, calming presence, like a cool breeze on a warm day.

"I ordered sdesserts for you. I hope you like them," he said.

"Thank you. I do. Mino, here's the letter from Julian," Aurora said, taking the envelope from her handbag and handing it to him.

Mino's expression remained calm, tranquil like a glass of water, soothing and unobtrusive.

"Julian already mentioned this matter to me. However, Mr. Lockman has not taken on any new students in recent years. He resigned from his university position and now spends all his tin his lab, immersed in research.

I previously brought up the topic of him accepting new students, but he's currently obsessed with a new fragrance project and didn't pay any attention to what I said," Mino explained apologetically.

Aurora's eyes dimmed, and her face showed a hint of tension. "Mr. Mino, I know you're one of Professor Lockman's most esteemed students. If you speak to him, I'm sure he'll agree. I really want to learn from him. Could you please help me?" "Julian mentioned your determination during our call. I understand how you feel, Miss Montgomery. But whether it's a little earlier or later, it would have been easier. Right now, he's at his busiest, and even I find it difficult to meet him," Mino said, looking genuinely regretful.

Aurora's mind worked quickly. "If Professor Lockman isn't an option, you're his student. Couldn't you teachsof his techniques?" "I'm sorry, Miss Montgomery, but I can't agree to that. Everything I know, I learned from Mr. Lockman. Without his permission, I couldn't possibly share his secrets with anyone.

Even if I had his consent, I wouldn't teach you. Two years ago, I ceased all commercial activities. Now, I only create perfumes for my wife.

She has a bit of a temper, and since you're a woman, I'm afraid she wouldn't be too pleased. I hope you can understand," Mino said, his expression softening at the mention of his wife.

Aurora had heard about Mino from Julian before. His skills surpassed NE's, but his low profile meant he wasn't as well-known. It seemed his devotion to his wife was the reason. Creating perfumes exclusively for her was an act of love that Aurora couldn't help but envy.

Even just hearing about it made her heart warm. Perhaps there were many unfaithful men in the world, but there were also warm, devoted ones-like Mino, like Asher, like Julian.

Aurora smiled faintly. "I apologize for overstepping. Mr. Mino, is there no other way?" "There is one possibility," Mino said, shifting the conversation. "If that man agrees to help, Mr. Lockman will undoubtedly accept you." "Who?" Aurora's dim eyes lit up with a spark of hope.

"I'll give you his card. You'll need to find him yourself," Mino said, handing her a sleek black business card. The nprinted on it in elegant script read: King President of Kell Enterprise Below was an address for the company headquarters.

Kell Enterprise. Aurora had heard of it. Ranked among the top five publicly listed companies in the country, its businesses spanned the globe.

"Even if his words carry weight with Professor Lockman, I don't know him at all. Why would he help me?" Aurora asked, noting the man's towering status.

"I have sconnections with King. Since I promised Julian I'd help, I'll see this through. I've already arranged an appointment for you. Just go to his office. The meeting is set for 11 a. m. You should leave now to make it in time," Mino said kindly. "Thank you. I'll head there now," Aurora said, glancing at the clock. The hands were nearing ten. A CEO like King was bound to have a packed schedule. Though she doubted someone of his stature would assist her, Mino had already gone out of his way to arrange the meeting. For his sake, she had to try.

"Take care," Mino said warmly as they parted ways.

Watching Aurora's hurried departure, a trace of helplessness flickered across Mino's otherwise serene face.

Aurora drove toward the Kell Enterprise headquarters. For the first ΟΠΙ time, she wasn't visiting a Company to negotiate a deal but to ask for a favor. If word got out, no one would believe it. Inside the towering skyscraper, in an office defined by stark black-and-white tones, a man's slender fingers tapped rhythmically on the desk as if waiting for something.

The phone rang. His cold, sharp voice echoed through the room. "Alright, I understand."

He ended the call, pushed back his chair, and walked toward the m window Standing tall, floor-to-ceiling windows he looked down on the city below with the commanding presence of a king surveying his domain. The vehicles below moved like children's toys, weaving through the streets. Bathed in sunlight, his long shadow stretched across the room.

He stood with his hands clasped behind his back, his gaze indifferent, as though nothing in the world could stir his interest-until the intebuzzed.

"Sir, a Miss Montgomery is here to see you." "Send her up," he replied.

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