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?"

by the waist and tossing her

startled. She hit her head on the headboard

next moment, Morpheus

but to no avail. It was then that she finally

little bug, and he was the

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 going to

grabbing a clean cloth and gagging

grievance and shame burst forth, transforming into

He took a deep breath and growled

why he was growling and panting

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

pants and low growls he made just now were deliberate

he looked at her now, an unexpected restlessness arose within

him back to reality,

she wouldn't scream

hand rubbing her head,

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