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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1018: He is the marshal chief (20)_1

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Walter Schmidt walked ahead, still clad in his military uniform, hands tucked into his pockets, his steps steady and powerful.

Following him was the butler, who seemed to have said something that made the handsome man's face grow stern, his expression icy cold.

The two women were both startled and immediately stood side by side, heads bowed slightly, not daring to look directly.

"The military exercises have ended, can't you rest for a couple of days?" It wasn't until he approached that the butler's words became clear, apparently trying to persuade Walter Schmidt to rest.

Walter Schmidt's face was expressionless as he descended the stairs with heavy steps, catching sight of Emily Stone in the lobby, his pace faltering slightly as if something had occurred to him, he turned his head toward the butler.

His voice was magnetic and deep, "Did Tang North take the initiative to transfer the doctors from the gastroenterology department?!"

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