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.

paying, Persephone held his arm and playfully said,

After paying for her, shouldn't he have claimed justice on her

held his

a smile, he remained composed. "Oh,"

"I don't want them! Get me

dumbstruck. Although the store's inventory was not extensive, Persephone demonstrated shrewdness in selecting the pricier items. The cumulative cost amounted to a

be earned based on the

paid a premium for the exceptional quality and customer service it

refund were requested,

Wouldn't they eventually uncover the altercation she had with the customer? Her job would be jeopardized

the severity of the situation. "Sir, ma'am, it's my fault. Can

Persephone stood tall, radiating even

presence bolstered her

I demand a refund! Is the consumer not entitled to

"I—"