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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1314 Chs

1143: You're simply inhuman! (15)_1

Beads of cold sweat dripped down her forehead, and a moan involuntarily escaped her lips.

"Tara..." Seeing her in such pain, the blood color in Liam Yancey's eyes deepened. He bowed his head, cradling her small face in his hands, his thick eyebrows knitted tightly together. "Tell me, where does it hurt? Is it your stomach!?"

"Liam..." Tara Summer struggled to open her eyes, her lips trembling, her complexion alarmingly pale. "...I feel... something isn't right, my stomach hurts so much... Ugh..."

Hearing this, she groaned deeply again, and then, she actually fainted.

"Tara Summer!?..." Liam Yancey gently patted her cheek, the blood red in his eyes deepening, a chill beginning to gather bit by bit.

Just then, dozens of doctors and nurses rushed in urgently, all with panic on their faces.

Leading them were three American female doctors, and everyone immediately crowded around the bedside.

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