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 onto the

was startled. She hit her head on the headboard and felt dizzy

next moment, Morpheus pressed

her might, but to no avail. It was then that she finally understood the saying about an insignificant insect trying to take on a

the little bug, and he was

However, Persephone, never having experienced such a scare, lost all rationality and wit at that

frowned, swiftly grabbing a clean cloth and

surge of grievance and shame burst forth,

heart. He took a deep breath and growled a few times, his breathing becoming noticeably heavier. Persephone stopped crying, staring

didn't quite understand why he was growling and panting like that. What was he

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 and

he made just now were deliberate

looked at her now, an unexpected restlessness arose within him. Something wanted to act out

the brief pain jolting him back to reality, and

staring at him, but he seemed unwilling to let her look. After confirming she wouldn't

gentle hand rubbing her head,

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