The fire in Dylan’s heart was ignited by Eliana, and she was prepared for anything, even if it meant enduring his cruelty, just to spare others from his wrath.

“My love, it’s been three months since we last saw each other, did you miss me? Don’t worry, once I’m done dealing with these sinners, I’ll give you the opportunity to serve me properly!” His tone and his gaze were remarkably dangerous.

Clearly, Eliana’s words had no effect at this moment.

“Do you have to do this, Dylan? Do you have to make me hate you?” Eliana was infuriated.

“Yes… I have to. Even if I don’t, will you not hate...