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!"

How could he not want to? But he couldn't. He

themselves in this situation would only hurt

be now!" He looked into her eyes, his voice low. "It will be

husky. "I need

blinked her beautiful eyes, radiating a soft, warm light that brightened

she regained composure, she chuckled, her cheeks flushed. She murmured, "You make it sound

smiling. "Even if you did something to me, I trust

ran his fingers through

his back

once I finish

"Mm."

"No backing out!"

backed out on promises to

if my parents make things difficult

long as you don't marry someone