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

Sin suficientes valoraciones

1285 Chs

1099: You are My Woman (11)_1

Doctor Stone, oh Doctor Stone, you really wield great power, able to sway the emotions of the mighty marshal himself. Truly a vexing little seductress!

Upon arriving at the dining room, Walter Schmidt sat down and, out of habit, began to peruse the international news in the newspaper.

Breakfast had already been served, and the table was full. The man looked on for ten minutes, with no intention of starting his meal.

Frederick stood by, scrutinizing the man's face, aware that he was in a good mood. He wanted to speak up several times but ultimately held back.

"What do you want to say?" Just as Frederick hesitated and furrowed his brows in worry, Walter turned his head, and his sharp eyes swept over.

"Marshal..." Frederick stepped forward, plucking up his courage, "...Miss called the night before last. She said she doesn't want to continue with university any longer. If you give her a fixed allowance each month, then just let her be responsible for herself!"

PREV INDEX Next