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...

Mo Xiaotao · General

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898 Chs

451: I'm sorry, I love you (24)

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The pristine divorce agreement was drenched in tears at the signature line, and Tara Summer's blurry eyes announced the end of her marriage as she finished signing!

She wiped away her tears, and the familiar pain in her stomach attacked her again, a sudden warmth spreading between her legs.

Tara looked down. Her once crisp white gown was now stained with blood. She got up and shuffled slightly unsteadily to the bathroom. Just as she was about to step into the bathroom, her phone in her coat pocket instantly rang.

Tara didn't answer the call initially. She stepped into the bathroom and stood in front of the mirror, looking at her pale and haggard reflection, smeared with streaks of tears, forcing a smile onto her face. But it was a forced smile, one filled with extreme bitterness.

She turned on the tap, splashing cold water onto her face, hoping to wash away the tears.

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