When she was gone, Ceres' laughter suddenly burst while her beloved wife and cousin softly giggled in their seats. They were totally amused to witness how the cold and ruthless master of the El Mezzanotte land turned like a tomato due to what his beloved mate told him before leaving.
“Shut up, Ceres.” He rolled in his eyes trying to suppress his embarrassment but it was too late to do it. They already saw his blushing face that only Natasha could put on him.
Calming himself down from flushing that was caused by what his beloved mate addressed to him, Morbius quickly stood firmly. His flushing face was now covered with grim that went with the flow of the gloomy weather outside before summoning his skilled assassin.
"Find him and bring him to me. Alive." Morbius imperiou
