The Interstellar Big Shot’s Sweet, Adored Wife

The Grand Princess was delicate and pampered, with a frail air about her. Even before she boarded the flight pod, her looks had earned her the title of Interstellar’s most beautiful woman from the AI network. The commander of the Savage Star had risen from the dregs of its slums. He was handsome, but there was an indescribable air of ferocity and ruthlessness about him. Standing far away amid swirling yellow sand, he looked at the Grand Princess as if he wanted to eat her alive. After she married the commander, all of Interstellar waited for the man who killed without batting an eye to tear the Grand Princess to pieces. In front of everyone, the commander kept a stern face and a cold gaze. “You must put your husband first and serve him well. That is your duty.” In private, the commander knelt on a washboard and gently rubbed the Grand Princess’s hand. “My lady, you don’t need to deal with those awful people yourself anymore. Leave it to your husband.”