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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140: Sending Flowers Is Someone Else's Affair (1)

"How is Nancy? Don't you need to take care of her?" She propped up her body to get up, but as she moved, the man pressed her back down onto the bed.

"Mind your own business." He said coldly, his face constantly darkened.

Tara Summer looked at his face, guessing that Nancy must be suffering from a severe stomachache, she also frowned with concern.

She glanced out the window, recognizing that night had fallen, she had slept much longer than she thought.

"I'm fine." She sat up, got out of the bed, and moved to put on her shoes.

This time, Liam Yancey did not stop her. He just watched her stand up and put on her shoes.

"Nancy..."

"Young Master!" Just as Tara Summer was about to speak, there was a sudden knock at the bedroom door. It was Fierce Eagle's voice, sounding very urgent.

Liam Yancey frowned, glanced at Tara Summer, then turned and strode out of the room.

"What's the matter?"

"Miss Nancy is suffering from a terrible stomachache again…"

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