Married a Secret Billionaire by Breaking Wave

"Are you praising my looks?" Persephone asked.

Morpheus remained silent and just ruffled her hair gently.

"But I'm your wife, right? How could she let a married woman..."

"These things are common here," Morpheus said casually. "Husbands accumulate gambling debts, and wives sell themselves to pay them off. It's a routine occurrence."

"But didn't you say you'd protect me?"

"That was under the premise that I'm alive." His voice grew deeper, his expression more serious. "But in those lawless underground rings, anything can happen. Everyone signs a life-or-death contract. Even death in those fights is deemed deserved!"

Persephone halted, staring at him blankly.

Morpheus paused when he noticed the coldness and tremors in her hand. Her pretty face paled with fear, too.

He frowned slightly and pulled her into his arms. He alertly scanned around, then led her to blend into the crowd swiftly with their heads down.

Persephone's voice

scenario." He remained composed. "Rest assured. Before anything like that happens, I'll find a way

a man of his word and was glad he was concerned. Perhaps soon, she would safely return to Centrolis. Yet, she felt unexpectedly sorrowful when he

while he would remain in this indulgent

him, she wouldn't have felt so

Morpheus

snapped back to attention, meeting his impatient

you hear

"W-What?"

you to make calls

realizing. "Oh, so the previous times we went out to make calls,

did you leave the

froze, unsure how to

we let those people track us to where we made calls? Besides, Kourtney's people

drive me to despair

being poked by him, then