Eliana had no strength left to resist and could only close her eyes. However, Dylan's knife stopped just a centimeter away from her skin.

"Thinking about it, I do feel a bit reluctant. What if I engrave my name on your body? So you can remember who you are and who you belong to?" Dylan smirked coldly.

"Dylan, you can do whatever you want to me. I've already said I'm willing to bear all the consequences. I just beg you to tell me where my family is. Just tell me, and I'll willingly be your slave for the rest of my life."

"Begging me? You're begging me for the sake...