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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649: Curse of the Family Marriage (30)

She sat up again and shook her head at him with a smile, "I'm okay, really, I just need a rest."

"No way!" Liam Yancey knew her character, always too proud to show weakness. He bent down, his palm on her stomach, gently massaging, "Is it here? Is it really just a stomach discomfort because you ate too much?"

"Hmm." Knowing what he was worried about, she nodded repeatedly to reassure him, "Don't worry, it's nothing serious, I just have a stomach discomfort."

The man's brow furrowed. Even though he didn't make another phone call, his heart was still on edge. He held her as they lay down, his hand constantly massaging her abdomen.

After about ten minutes, he got up and poured her a glass of warm water.

Tara Summer felt much better, so she hugged his waist and told him to go to bed quickly.

Unable to resist her, Liam Yancey lay down holding her. Tara Summer rested her head on his shoulder, her arms tightly wrapped around his waist without letting go, her actions somewhat childlike.

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