Anjue's massive figure enveloped her, their bodies intimately melded together.
Blue skies, white clouds, flowing water, grassy fields.
The news was undoubtedly a heavy bombshell; Anjue, only twenty-eight, young and capable, with his own Empire Group, a man whose mere stomp could cause mountains and rivers to crumble, had married so early.
Many speculated about who his bride could be.
He had been in the public eye for a long time, wealthy, powerful, and loaded.
Not being a politician, of course, he wouldn't care much about gossip causing trouble for his path. He's a businessman, so even if he has countless lovers, it's just tabloid news.
And the only woman appearing by his side all along was the famous celebrity Rose.
