Married a Secret Billionaire by Breaking Wave

Persephone stood in stunned silence as the voice echoed. A tall figure approached, his broad shoulders reaching out to grab her.

Unintentionally, her gaze caught two shadows on the wall, merging into one, and she blushed.

Morpheus swiftly took the credit card from her hand, slamming it onto the counter. "What are you buying?" he asked.

Caught off guard, she stammered, "N-Nothing..."

"Buy anything you'd like," he commanded, his voice gentle despite his fierce appearance. "I have money. Let's see who dares to look down on you here!"

A tickling sensation warmed Persephone's heart, an odd but pleasant feeling.

Seeing that Morpheus was so muscular and fierce he could totally play a bandit in a movie, the shop assistant dared not offend him, even though she looked down on him.

"Alright, sir." She smiled, packing the items Persephone had chosen. "I'll ring up the bill."

Morpheus remained silent, coldly staring.

arm and playfully said, "Morpheus, she said I

her intentions. After paying for her, shouldn't he have claimed justice on her behalf?

held his

"Oh," he said, unfazed.

"I don't want them!

not extensive, Persephone demonstrated shrewdness in

commission would be earned based on the total

hardly anyone sought refunds for this particular brand. Customers willingly paid a premium for the exceptional quality and customer service it offered. It was

if a refund were requested, she

refund request. Wouldn't they eventually uncover the altercation she had with the customer?

grasped the severity of the situation.

radiating

bolstered her fearless

wanted these items, but I no longer desire them! I demand a refund! Is

"I—"