Married a Secret Billionaire by Breaking Wave

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!"

to? But he couldn't. He feared hurting her. Not restraining

I desire you, it can't be now!" He looked into her eyes, his voice low. "It will be after your studies —when I formally propose

swallowed, his voice husky. "I need to be responsible for

radiating a soft, warm light that brightened

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

gently embraced her, also smiling. "Even if

ran his fingers

his back in Flinge. She was his cherished treasure, and while he desired her, he

promised that once I finish my studies, you'll go to

"Mm."

"No backing out!"

out on

my parents make things difficult