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...

Mo Xiaotao · Integral

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095: Saint Emperia Private Hospital (2)

"Miss Summer..." Clarence Simons sat on the couch across from her. He was quite tall, about one hundred and eighty-five cm tall. Perhaps due to his profession, his skin was fair. Nonetheless, he did not seem effeminate, but rather masculine.

"I have already reviewed your resume. The main examiner from your previous interview had a good impression of you, but due to some reasons, we have only gotten back to you just now. I sincerely apologize for that."

Tara Summer frowned slightly in confusion. She stared at the man's handsome face, wondering whether or not to ask him how much he knew about her relationship with Liam Yancey.

"Don't worry." Seemingly seeing through her thoughts, Clarence Simons stated outright, "Even though you were recommended by Master Liam, we have been very satisfied with your resume beforehand. It was because you offended Master Liam that we didn't hire you!"

"I see." Tara Summer chuckled lightly, her face filled with sarcasm.

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