"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 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.
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