Married a Secret Billionaire
Chapter 1937

"Wow!" Suddenly, a loud voice came from nearby.

Morpheus' expression changed, and he instinctively shielded Persephone behind him.

"A really fine little beauty!" Louis Newnes walked over. "Morpheus, is this your girl?"

Morpheus' gaze turned cold with a hint of a killing intent. He was preparing to personally escort Persephone out, but Louis intercepted them. "With such a good-looking young lady, you're not even willing to share? We may be opponents in the ring, but aren't we brothers outside?"

Morpheus snorted, spitting out two words sharply, "Fuck off!"

Louis immediately turned fierce. A war between both men was imminent.

Persephone gripped Morpheus' arm, carefully observing the arrogant man.

He had golden hair, well-defined features, and was muscular like a Roman soldier. To Persephone, Morpheus was already strong, yet this foreigner seemed equally powerful.

The two men faced each other like two lions, about to engage in a life-or-death struggle.

Louis sneered, speaking choppy Acian. "Morpheus, it's just a woman. No need to take it so seriously, right?"

"She's my wife." Morpheus stared at him coldly.

"What?" Louis didn't back down but appeared thrilled. His eyes fixated on Persephone as if he would devour her in the next second.

Morpheus warned him in a measured tone, "Stay away from my wife!"

"Hahaha..." Louis laughed arrogantly.

His laughter attracted other fighters who gathered around to watch the commotion. The situation provided an outlet for their pent-up energy, with the underground arena already filled with intense testosterone. Persephone stood behind Morpheus. Although she looked delicate, there was no trace of fear on her face.

The two men faced off, the air thick with tension.

The onlookers were cheering continuously. This wild and beastly scene was a world far removed from Persephone's past.

She didn't know what would happen next but was certain Morpheus was her guardian deity.

All her doubts and frustrations toward him dissipated with his protection at this moment. She felt as if she had glimpsed his heart.

Persephone smiled. It was blooming like a rose among thorns, dazzling and stunning.

The rough men around instinctively stopped cheering, gazing quietly at the small rabbit behind Morpheus.

Even Louis' gaze changed.

Someone rushed in, informing them that the match was about to start.

Morpheus and Louis locked eyes.

Morpheus spoke in a low voice. "Louis, I'll see you in the ring."

He then grabbed Persephone's hand, ready to leave.

"Hey!" Louis shouted, still wearing a disdainful expression. He said something, but it wasn't in Acian. He then laughed maniacally.

Morpheus furrowed his brow, knowing it wasn't pleasant, so he chose to ignore him.

Unexpectedly, Persephone turned to Louis and spoke to him in the same language.

Louis' face suddenly turned ugly.

"What did you guys say?" Morpheus was puzzled.

Persephone crossed her arms, glaring at Louis. "He just spoke Latiumo."

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