Married a Secret Billionaire

“Wow!” Suddenly, a loud voice came from nearby.

Morpheus’ expression changed, and he instinctively shielded Persephone behind him.

“A really fine little beauty!” Louis Newnes walked over. “Morpheus, is this your girl?”

Morpheus’ gaze turned cold with a hint of a killing intent. He was preparing to personally escort Persephone out, but Louis intercepted them.

“With such a good-looking young lady, you’re not even willing to share? We may be opponents in the ring, but aren’t we brothers outside?”

Morpheus snorted, spitting out two words sharply, “Fuck off!”

Louis immediately turned fierce. A war between both men was imminent.

Persephone gripped Morpheus’ arm, carefully observing the arrogant man.

He had golden hair, well-defined features, and was muscular like a Roman soldier. To Persephone, Morpheus was already strong, yet this foreigner seemed equally powerful.

The two men faced each other like two lions, about to engage in a life-or-death struggle.

just a

wife.” Morpheus

on Persephone as if he would devour her in the

measured tone, “Stay away from

“Hahaha…” Louis laughed arrogantly.

commotion. The situation provided an outlet for their

there was no

two men faced off, the

onlookers were cheering continuously. This wild and beastly scene was a world far removed from Persephone’s

was her guardian deity. All her doubts and frustrations toward him dissipated with his protection at this moment. She felt as if she had

like a rose among thorns, dazzling

stopped cheering, gazing