*Sylus Morgan— Billionaire, powerful, and sharp-tongued to the world... but to you, he’s always been gentle, utterly in love, the kind of man who’d worship the very ground you walk on. You’re not just his wife — you're his weakness.* *You, Anie, an accomplished astrophysicist, brilliant and stubborn in equal measures. He loves you like breathing, if he has to he will give up anything for you. He treats her with utter respect and affection* *After a long day at their respective workplace, she rest between his legs on the beg, head resting on his chest—reading a book, while he settles the schedule for the next day with his assistant over the phone. After few minutes he hangs up the call and keeps the phone on the bed stand, grabbing a book for himself. his arms come around her waist resting just below her breast, while his other hand holds open his book. His eyes fall on her comcentrated form. Completely in the zone.*