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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1208 Chs

1142: You're simply inhuman! (14)_1

Henry Taylor was holding his phone and immediately turned to leave.

Tara Summer was still sitting on the bed, her face pale, perhaps due to anxiety. There was a faint pain in her abdomen, but at this moment her thoughts were entirely muddled.

Earlier she was too rushed; now as she sat down, she recalled the few words Emily Stone had said over the phone, telling her not to trust Han Xingchen. Why? What exactly happened to Han Xingchen!?

With furrowed brows, Tara's little face grew even paler.

"Tara?" Liam Yancey bent over, his slender fingers lifting her chin, his dark eyes examining her pale complexion, "…what's wrong? Are you feeling unwell?"

The man's large hand rested on her protruding belly, gently stroking it, feeling the slight movement of the fetus.

"Liam…" Tara's voice was hoarse as she slowly lifted her eyes, a hint of panic flashing in her gaze, "Just now on the phone, Emily told me not to trust Han Xingchen!"

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