9.9 Billion Bride

He is the emperor of the dark night—cruel and indifferent, rejecting the warmth of women's affection. He ensnared her, viewing her as the antidote to the love poison that coursed through him, instantly addicted, and henceforth, forever beyond redemption. "The women who have glimpsed my body have only one destiny," he declared, donning a refined silver-black mask, his smile sly. "Yet, I find your scent intriguing. You may choose the manner of your demise." Their first encounter saw him pinning her to the carpet. Though commonplace advances typically involved various kisses, he surprised her by biting her neck. The perplexing question lingered: Why was he, not a vampire, drinking her blood?! Upon their second meeting, she fell prey to his bodyguard's abduction, brought before him. As she teetered on the brink of total consumption, a mysterious factor within her body was triggered...

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1022: Did you not sleep all night? (4)_1

The soldiers rendered a military salute, and the convoy immediately drove away.

Without turning around, Walter walked straight ahead. His proud silhouette, shrouded in the night, stood tall like a deity, majestic among heaven and earth.

Emily sat still by the fountain, seeing that Walter seemed in good spirits, and finally let go of the worry that had clenched her heart. She watched him, a faint smile playing on her lips.

Until the man in the distance paused midstep and bent slightly at the waist.

Walter!? Emily was shocked, her complexion changed instantly, and she sprang to her feet, rushing toward him without a second thought.

Because his bending gesture was so familiar, it reminded her of that night in a Miami bar. He seemed to have done the same thing back then—could it be his stomach was hurting again?

"Walter!?" In her urgency, she completely forgot about her status, running up to him and wrapping her arm around his to support him, "What's wrong? Is it stomach pain?!"

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