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?"

lifting her by the waist and tossing

her head on the headboard and

Morpheus

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

little bug, and he was the robust

experienced such a scare, lost all

frowned, swiftly grabbing a

surge of grievance and shame burst forth, transforming into

He took a deep breath and growled a few times, his

he was growling and panting like that. What was

himself on the bed, looking at the girl beneath him. She lay there quietly with tear streaks on her face, her big eyes clear

just now were deliberate

at her now, an unexpected restlessness arose within him. Something wanted

him back

let her look. After confirming she wouldn't scream again, he gently removed the cloth from her mouth and

rubbing her head, particularly where she had bumped

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