Married a Secret Billionaire

Persephone’s worries were almost flowing out of her eyes!

Morpheus stood aside, straightening his back. The punch he had received wasn’t much, but it surprisingly stung right now. Did she not remember that he also had injuries? Did she not realize these were a mix of old and new injuries?

He assessed Seamus thoroughly.

Seams was good-looking and refined. He appeared as a dashing young fellow. However, the viciousness in his punch moments ago contradicted his genteel appearance.

Seamus was fairer, leaner, and had more delicate features, yet his muscles were as developed as his. Morpheus grunted and cleared his throat.

Persephone finally remembered him and turned to look.

“This is…”

“He’s Seamus Rutherford,” Persephone introduced formally. “My… My good friend.”

She couldn’t say Seamus was her bodyguard. After all, how could a regular girl have a bodyguard?

In spite of it, the words “good friend” pricked Morpheus’ heart.

at her wrist and then at Seamus’. They both wore identical bracelets with

he

his arms. For the first time in

Orton.” Persephone smiled. “During my time in Flinge, he’s been taking care of me

remained cautious, scrutinizing Morpheus multiple times before

reluctantly shook hands, swiftly retracting

you anymore.

Morpheus interrupted. “Why don’t you come to my place? I’ll prepare some snacks, and we

stayed vigilant and didn’t

tugged at his arm

stepped forward to whisper in his ear, “The streets aren’t a place to talk. Come

can discuss the ‘compensation’

Seamus looked at him.

similarly dark gleam in their

while Persephone pulled Seamus

grabbed slippers from the cupboard for Seamus, who was taken

lips, watching Morpheus head into the kitchen, then whispered, “Don’t address me