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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1285 Chs

1156: Return the pain to her double (8)_1

"Nancy Yancey!" Liam Yancey's eyes narrowed, he roared furiously, his dark pupils filled with menace, and a cold air spread at the bottom of his eyes.

He let go of Tara Summer and was about to step forward when a black shadow flashed past behind him so swiftly that it caught everyone off guard.

Walter Schmidt was startled; as soon as he shifted his gaze, the shadow was already in front of him.

"Nancy Yancey!" The man violently grabbed her neck, his palm was so forceful it nearly crushed her windpipe.

"Walter!"

"Marshal…"

Everyone's eyes widened. Following behind them into the hall, Tang North also shouted, but no one stepped forward to stop the man, fixating on the tall and hidden back of the man.

"Uh..." Walter Schmidt had not anticipated this, and with his arms bound behind his back, he felt breath choked in his throat, nearly suffocating, "… Huh, does it hurt?"

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