Married a Secret Billionaire

“Then… how should I respond?”

Morpheus straightened up, unsure whether to frown or smile at the naive girl before him.

“They’ll definitely inquire about what you did with me tonight,” he said.

Persephone blushed and shrank into herself.

So, should she say he was great? She was inexperienced and didn’t quite get these things, but in those romance novels she had secretly read before, the male leads were usually described as “great.”…

“Oh, I see,” she murmured, her voice tiny like a mosquito.

“You might not fully understand.” Morpheus lowered his head to look at her, emphasizing each word.

“You need to tell Kourtney, I’m short, small, and quick. I’m done before three minutes is even up. And I look strong, but I’m actually not strong at all!”

widened her eyes, involuntarily gasping. She stupidly looked at him, noticing a mischievous smirk

small, and quick, done before three minutes… Even though inexperienced, she knew what he meant. Her face turned crimson,

“It’s just a few words. Is it that hard to

“It’s just that what you said

to say “explicit”, but changed it

chuckled. “I’m a rough person. How eloquent do you

Persephone sighed helplessly.

“What about it?”

hurt your

aback, unable to decide whether to laugh

want to be bothered by women like Kourtney. Moreover, thanks to her, he had

pack up the duffel bag on the floor. Inside were his things for matches. He took out his boxing gloves, shorts, and towels and

life.” He shrugged. “Matches,

intention of finding a woman. So, this