Heather's chin was gripped by him, but at this moment, she didn't move, letting him do as he wished.
Night Hawk's personality is unpredictable and changeable. You never know what he's really thinking. One moment he might be affectionately calling you "babe," and the next moment he's plunging a knife into your heart.
Heather both knows him too well and yet not at all.
Qianxun is in his hands, she dares not act rashly.
"Do you remember the oath you once swore to me?" The force in his hand gradually increased, as if intending to crush her jawbone. "You vowed to recognize only me as your master, to take orders solely from me... Otherwise, what would happen, remember?"
Of course, she remembers.
These words, she knows them too well.
With her chin being pinched, speaking was quite difficult: "Dig out the heart."
His fingers, therefore, moved to the area of her heart, making a digging gesture: "It's taken while you're still alive."
