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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472: The Only Thing I Want Is Her (15)

Even though she quickly regained control over her emotions, Walter did not miss the fleeting pain and sorrow that flashed through her eyes.

Her expression reminded him of Tara's heart-wrenching crying in the master bedroom. The torment in her eyes now was no less painful than it was back then.

Walter was a perceptive man, and he immediately understood why she was acting like that.

He didn't speak, quietly stepping back a few paces.

He stared at her with his dark eyes for a moment, and then moved to the side. Standing before the glass window of the airport, he could see the planes on the runway, their lights blinking on and off. One took off after another, one landed after another.

The airport at night was still bustling with people, unaffected by the heavy rain outside.

Walter held his phone, hesitating for a long time. He leaned against the glass window, his eyes never leaving Tara, who was in the distance.

Finally, he composed a text message and sent it—

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