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...

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1185: Lifelong devotion (27)_1

Liam Yancey drew her back into his embrace, protecting her within his arms. He hugged her tightly for a moment.

Then, with a heavy voice, he said, "Don't go over there. Her consciousness is not clear. No matter what you say, it's useless. Don't hurt yourself."

Tara Summer stiffened in place, her arms trembling slightly, but she did not insist anymore. She silently stepped back and leaned into the man's embrace.

The two turned and walked back to the sofa, then sat down, staring from a distance at the woman on the bed.

Emily Stone saw that they weren't coming over anymore, and her body noticeably relaxed quite a bit. She still leaned against the headboard, unblinkingly staring in the direction of the sofa. As she watched, she finally fell asleep.

Tara Summer stood up and walked alone to the side of the hospital bed to sit down. Her fingers touched Emily Stone's emaciated face, a little face so pale that it didn't look well at all.

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