Persephone was frozen in place. Morpheus’ imposing presence made her heart race. Despite his lack of expression, his calm demeanor was more terrifying than a fierce expression.

“No, no.” Her voice trembled. “I just wanted to contact my family to reassure them!”

“Once you connect with your family, can you guarantee they won’t call the police?” Each word seemed like ice coming out of Morpheus’ mouth. “With communication so advanced now, once you send a signal, the authorities will definitely track this place down!”

Persephone looked at him nervously, her heart pounding.

“This place is entangled with various powers. It’s not as simple as making a police call to resolve things! If calling the police could get you home, I would’ve done it the first day I met you!”

“I didn’t mean to—” Persephone’s eyes welled up, tears streaming down. “Let go, it hurts!”

Morpheus paused as he realized he was clutching her slender arm, leaving red marks.

He released his grip. Persephone wriggled backward, leaping to the couch like she was escaping a demon. She huddled up as she looked at him in terror.

moment, a faint light emitted from the pendant on the red string

to notice it, so she instinctively used her hand to shield

to furrow slightly. Did she cherish that string so much? Even

case, the person who gifted it to her must bear an unusual weight in her

a

the room

returned to his room with a bottle of

saw was Morpheus suddenly extending his hand

Morpheus glared at her. “Come

“What do you want?!”

me your hand!” Morpheus’ voice

wrist. His movement was forceful yet gentle, clasping her small hand in his palm. Before she could react, a


herbal scent

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