Persephone had indeed quieted down, but her claws were still out.

Morpheus looked at her with an undecipherable look.

"Outside..." Persephone also heard the commotion and glanced at Morpheus.

Morpheus nodded slightly at her.

Oddly enough, how did he know that she wanted to ask if those people outside were the ones who had brought her here?

Morpheus leaned in close to her ear and whispered, "It's Kourtney and Fat Jim. They came intentionally to test us."

Persephone was puzzled. Test? Weren't those two clearly traffickers? Greta had been bought by them!

Morpheus asked, "Hey, can you moan?"

"Moan... about what?"

smirked, swiftly lifting her by the waist and tossing her

She hit her head on the

moment, Morpheus pressed down

and resisting with all her might, but to no avail. It was then that she finally understood the saying about an insignificant

was the little bug, and

his gaze to signal her to stop screaming. However, Persephone, never having experienced such a scare, lost all rationality and wit at that moment. She was

a clean

surge of grievance and shame burst forth, transforming into big

a deep breath and growled a few times, his breathing becoming noticeably heavier. Persephone stopped

growling and panting

on the bed, looking at the girl beneath him. She lay there quietly with tear streaks on her face, her big eyes clear and innocent. Her hands were still defensively covering her chest. Her skirt was lifted, revealing fair

he made just now were deliberate for

restlessness arose within him. Something wanted to act

pain jolting him back to reality, and that restless

him, but he seemed unwilling to let her look. After confirming she wouldn't scream again, he gently removed the cloth from her mouth and then blindfolded her

a gentle hand rubbing her

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