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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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547: Is He Getting Married? (13)

"Debt collector!" Ethan Summer, amused by her words, couldn't help but smile. He lifted his walking stick to the sky and waved it as if to hit her.

Tara Summer giggled and turned to run away.

Behind her, Ethan leant on a park bench, watching his granddaughter run off into the distance. Twenty years had passed, yet he had never really tried to get to know her. It was only in the past few days, spending extended time together, that he realized how well they clicked.

She was smart, beautiful, and cheerful, the only one who dared to joke around with him.

She was audacious, yet her irreverence made him happy. He suddenly felt that he had squandered the past few decades.

Longevity and wealth could not compare to the joy of family.

Ethan watched Tara's retreating figure, his gaze lingering long after she was out of sight...