"If I wanted to take advantage of you, just now would have been the perfect opportunity. Why would I need to drug
you now?"
Persephone remained alert. She glimpsed the dagger on the floor and dashed to grab it.
However, Morpheus anticipated her move. He kicked the dagger away and swiftly pulled her into his arms, pinning
her shoulder against the wall!
Persephone instinctively flinched, but as her back hit the wall, there was no expected pain. It felt like she had hit
something thick and soft. When she realized it, it was Morpheus' big hand that separated her from the wall.
She couldn't move and met his icy gaze.
"Who sent you?" Morpheus' voice was heavy, each word sharp as ice. "To kill me?"
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇt"You're with them!" Persephone showed no fear.
"What?"
"Hand over Greta!"
It was now Morpheus' turn to widen his eyes in bewilderment. What Greta, what them? He had never heard the
name before!
"There seems to be a misunderstanding between us. I don't know the person you're talking about." Morpheus spoke
clearly. "If you're willing, we can sit down and talk calmly. If you insist on killing me, I can send you to the afterlife
now. It's your choice!"
His aura was uncompromising and dominating.
Persephone had never seen such an intimidating presence on an outsider before. She thought that her
grandfathers and father were already impressive, but this man before her, though he lacked poise in comparison,
had a thuggish air.
Persephone didn't want to lose in this situation. She nodded slightly. "I... I'll talk to you."
Morpheus narrowed his eyes. He slowly released, lifted, and placed her on a chair. This step was entirely
unnecessary. She hadn't been injured and could have sat on the chair herself. For some reason, he just wanted to
hold her, and he seized every chance to do so.
He didn't touch her skin directly but held her through her skirt. Even so, he was content. Her skirt was already
smooth and soft.
A smile, even unnoticed by Morpheus, crept onto his lips.
"Tell me your name first, and then tell me who this Greta you're looking for is."
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"Can I change the order?" Persephone's wide eyes were on him. "Greta is my best friend. Her father sold her here...
I found out that the people who bought her were the man and woman from earlier!"
Morpheus frowned slightly. "So, a young girl like you came to a place like this to save your friend?"
Persephone pressed her lips together, not saying more. She wasn't alone—she had bodyguards.
"Yes." After a while, she nodded. "I'm here to save her... We grew up together, and I have to bring her back!"
"But do you know what kind of place this is?"
"I do. That's why I appeared in front of those two people." Persephone remained calm, surprising him.
"The best hunters always appear as prey, don't they?"
Morpheus was slightly taken aback.
"So... you intentionally let them capture you? You turned yourself into prey first, then imagined taking them all
down to save your friend?
"Miss, are you crazy?!"