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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139: So good it's enviable! (7)

"..." Nancy lifted her head, her voice shaky, "My stomach hurts a bit."

Liam Yancey frowned, not saying a word. He briskly lifted her in his arms and headed towards the ship's cabin.

The three maids hurriedly followed, and the doctors quickly shed their life jackets to attend to her as well.

Liam Yancey, his care for his sister...it was really something to be envious of!

Tara Summer sat quietly at the dining table, her eyes following Liam Yancey's tall, straight figure until it disappeared from sight.

She pushed her coffee cup away, leaned onto the table, her eyes unintentionally landing on the wine glass in front of her. The dark redness of the liquid was piercing.

She still felt discomfort in her stomach, perhaps because she was reminded of George. That also made her chest feel heavy, the feeling of nausea slowly stirring...

The deck was soon empty. With Nancy feeling unwell, everyone rushed anxiously to the cabin to take care of her.

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