Married a Secret Billionaire

Persephone's hand wandered up and down his body.

Morpheus grabbed her hand with a frown. He exerted too much force, causing her to let out a low gasp. He quickly let go and turned to look at her.

"Did I hurt you?"

Persephone pouted, turning her face away.

Morpheus stood there stiffly, not reacting for a while. Despite that, there was a restlessness within him, a raging tumult—his last bit of rationality felt fragile and almost laughable.

Persephone lowered her head, her face getting warmer. Outside, the rain poured heavily, but the temperature inside the cave shot up. Her heartbeat echoed loudly in her ears.

"Morpheus..." After a silent moment, she approached him again, placing her hands on his waist and resting her head against his solid chest.

Morpheus panicked, afraid she might sense something was not quite calm with him.

"Sephy, don't do this!"

"Don't you..."

"Not now!"

grasped her shoulders. How could he not want to? But

themselves in this situation

low. "It will be after your

husky. "I need to be responsible

her beautiful eyes, radiating a soft, warm light

chuckled, her cheeks flushed. She murmured,

Morpheus gently embraced her, also smiling. "Even if you did something to me,

ran his fingers through

do something to her, she would have been his back in Flinge. She was his cherished treasure, and while he desired her,

once I finish my

"Mm."

"No backing out!"

backed out

if my parents make things difficult for

marry someone else,