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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561: In this life, I will live alone till the end (2)

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Witnessing this, Walter Schmidt's heart sank. He knew Liam Yancey's character. Although he used to smoke, he never seemed as bound to cigarettes and alcohol as he was now.

Looking at the empty bottles on the floor and table, as Fierce Eagle suggested, was he really planning to drink himself to death?

"Master…" Walter took each step forward carefully, bending slightly, his body tense, "Master?..."

Seeing no reaction from the man, he raised his voice and called again.

Liam Yancey, sitting on the couch, furrowed his brows. Despite having drunk so much, he was still lucid. He suddenly opened his eyes and thought for a moment he had mistaken Walter Schmidt for someone else.

"Master..."

It wasn't until Walter called again that he straightened his body, "Owl Eagle!?"

"Master, it's me, long time no see." Walter, remembering what Fierce Eagle had mentioned earlier, felt the sting of unshed tears.

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