Married a Secret Billionaire

Persephone remained silent, holding her head low in contemplation.

The stark reality unfolded before her—Morpheus and she came from different worlds. He was the untamed beast in the jungle, while she resembled a delicate flower spoiled within the confines of home. His world embraced freedom, while hers revolved around dreams.

Like an unplanned melody, their love story began as a pure accident. Yet, she couldn't let it go, holding onto the hope that it would endure.

"Sephy..." Seamus summoned his courage, reaching out to hold her hand.

However, she evaded him, recoiling as if an electric shock coursed through her the moment he made contact. Her gaze spoke volumes, indicating that he had overstepped a boundary.

Seamus bit his lip. "I'm sorry."

Guilt washed over Persephone as she recalled the countless kind gestures he had made since her youth. Apart from her family, perhaps no one else would exhibit such unwavering loyalty. In her younger days.

would play tricks on him,

have seen in a fairytale. He took it seriously, scouring through corals and getting stranded in the ocean during high tide, unable to swim. It was a

an entire day in time-out, in a distant and chilly place where the sounds of

sobbing, she assumed no one would come to her aid. Then, Seamus, battling

candy he

for the usual tea, so he would prepare hot Earl Grey

in her throat as she softly held his

"Miss."

Her voice softened. "I caused a lot of mischief, and you had to clean up the mess for me every time.

that." Seamus smiled gently. "I'm your bodyguard. It's

way he gazed at her remained unchanged from her