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

her head on the headboard

next moment, Morpheus pressed down

no avail. It was then that

and he was the

himself by her ears, using his gaze to signal her to stop screaming. However, Persephone, never having experienced such a scare, lost all rationality and wit

swiftly grabbing a clean cloth and gagging

surge of grievance and shame burst forth, transforming into big tears

felt a pang in his heart. He took a deep breath and growled a few

quite understand why he was growling and panting

her big eyes clear and innocent. Her hands were

growls he made just

an unexpected restlessness arose within

bit his lip, the brief pain jolting him back to reality, and that

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

gentle hand rubbing her head,

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