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?"Morpheus smirked, swiftly lifting her by the waist and tossing her onto the bed.Persephone was startled. She hit her head on the headboard and felt dizzy instantly.The next moment, Morpheus pressed down on her!Persephone screamed, kicking and resisting with all her might, but to no avail. It was then that she finally understood the saying about an insignificant inse
"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?""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 gazed incredulously at Persephone.What was she saying? Best hunters? Appearing as prey? It sounded like a joke!Those people's noses were keener than dogs in a place like this. They didn't care if one were a hunter or prey. As long as they smelled money on one, they would resort to all sorts of brutal means to drain one's last drop of blood."Unfortunately, you've got it wrong." Morpheus looked coldly at her. "The person you're looking for might not be on this street. At least I haven't heard that name.""Could it be... Greta changed her name?" Persephone speculated. "What do girls sold here usually do?"Morpheus frowned, staring at her as if she were clueless. No, she probably wasn't clueless. To speak of excellent hunters appearing as prey and maintaining calmness in danger? Such courage wasn't something an ordinary girl possessed. Perhaps in her world, she was clever, even from an elite background.However, this was a quagmire, a bottomless, dirty pit.Falling into
Persephone was clearly afraid yet determined to tough it out. She clearly lacked the ability, yet insisted on barging into hell. Was she now left with nothing but stubbornness and pride?Morpheus sighed, his voice much gentler. "You've provoked Kourtney and Jim. Now that they've noticed you don't expect to leave unscathed. This place has complex gang relations. The entire Klinge is just gang territory."He looked at her. "You've already gotten involved, and you won't be able to pull yourself out. Besides, you still want to continue searching for your friend's whereabouts, right?"Persephone thought for a moment and nodded. "So... what should I do?""Stay with me for now.""With... you?"Morpheus raised an eyebrow. "Am I not good enough for you?"Persephone was momentarily at a loss for words, her mind blank."Just kidding." Morpheus chuckled. "We'll stay together temporarily, making them think you're with me. It'll keep you safe."Persephone sat quietly, not saying a word. The
"Then... how should I respond?"Morpheus straightened up, unsure whether to frown or smile at the naive girl before him."They'll definitely inquire about what you did with me tonight," he said.Persephone blushed and shrank into herself.So, should she say he was great? She was inexperienced and didn't quite get these things, but in those romance novels she had secretly read before, the male leads were usually described as "great."..."Oh, I see," she murmured, her voice tiny like a mosquito."You might not fully understand." Morpheus lowered his head to look at her, emphasizing each word. "You need to tell Kourtney, I'm short, small, and quick. I'm done before three minutes is even up. And I look strong, but I'm actually not strong at all!""Huh?" Persephone widened her eyes, involuntarily gasping. She stupidly looked at him, noticing a mischievous smirk on his handsome face.Short, small, and quick, done before three minutes... Even though inexperienced, she knew what he mea
"You can add more to the story tomorrow.""What?"Morpheus smirked. "Say I'm not just mediocre but a freak, and I hit you after we were done!"Persephone was once again slack-jawed, then feigned a smile that didn't reach her eyes. "Going to such extremes just to keep women away... Quite the strategy. But I'm not injured. Will they believe me?"Morpheus looked her up and down. "Just say the injury is in a non-visible area.""Huh?"Morpheus held his head. He couldn't stand her bewildered look anymore. Since she arrived, this was her constant expression."Where... Where can't I be seen?""Figure it out yourself!""I can't think of anywhere..."Morpheus grew impatient. "Just say I bit your... tits!""You!" Persephone was embarrassed and angry. Her face flushed as she tried to kick him with her arms crossed defensively.Morpheus dodged effortlessly and went about working the washing machine as if nothing happened. As he turned away, he chuckled.-The next day, Kourtney and Ji
Persephone froze. No one had ever yelled at her like that before. Besides, she was a princess used to being waited on! Since she was a child, she never had to change her own slippers. Someone was always there to hand them over as soon as she entered the door.She lowered her head, murmuring softly, "I've never done these things.""If you've never done it, learn!" Morpheus' voice grew louder. "When living in someone else's house, voluntarily helping with chores is just basic courtesy! Didn't your parents teach you?"Persephone pressed her lips together, staring straight at him with tears swirling in her eyes."Why involve my parents?" Her voice trembled. "Just say it's about me."Morpheus glanced at her, feeling annoyed and helpless."Besides, I really haven't done these things!" Persephone became more upset. "I thought since you were coming home late today, I'd prepare dinner... but I don't know how! I... I wanted to order takeout, but I don't have my phone. They took it away and
To say this person was a woman, the rough voice and height and appearance clearly screamed 'man'. To call him a man... Well, he was dressed in women's clothing, wearing a wig and strutting in high heels.Persephone was a bit frightened, so she hugged herself and tried to hide behind Morpheus."This is Wynn Jeter." Morpheus turned and told her in a low voice, "Just call him Wynn. He's quite helpful. If you can't find me for anything, you can ask him. It's the same."Wynn smiled and tried to shake hands with Persephone, but just as his hand reached out, he seemed to realize something. He winced awkwardly and pulled his hand back."Hey, did you lovebirds just have a spat?" Wynn asked. "I could hear everything next door! Did you bully her, Morpheus? Look at how much she's crying...""It's nothing," Morpheus replied casually. "Just some bickering.""Um... you both haven't had dinner yet?" Wynn placed the insulated box he brought on the table, carefully watching their expressions. "I h