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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"I understand." She let go of what she was holding, stood up straight, and walked toward Tara Summer.

Under Tara's puzzled gaze, Snow Eagle grabbed her arm, casually led her into another elevator.

The elevator was even more luxurious than the previous one, shockingly it had a black leather couch fitted inside. Tara was somewhat taken aback, but guessed instantly that it was probably Liam Yancey's private elevator.

After Snow Eagle threw her in, he withdrew, and the elevator doors closed. It automatically ascended and stopped at the "368th" floor, the top floor of the building.

The President's office at the top floor of the Saint Emperia Group is off-limits, no one is allowed to enter without permission.

Naturally, as soon as the elevator doors opened, the expansive office of a thousand square feet revealed itself: extravagant, luxurious, yet simple.

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