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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1314 Chs

1202: Change and Production (6)_1

Liam Yancey was completely tense, any little movement or noise made him extremely vigilant.

"Liam, don't be nervous!" Tara Summer leaned back against the headboard facing the man pacing in front of the bed and spoke to comfort him, "...I'm fine, you really don't need to worry."

The man's furrowed brows made her helplessly want to laugh, Liam Yancey was really too anxious; it was as if he was the one giving birth, not her.

"Close your eyes and rest." Liam Yancey stopped by the bed, bending over to look at her face, which had turned slightly pale from the pain.

Tara shook her head, "I'm good, I feel pretty energetic now, why don't you sit down and keep me company, and try to relax a bit?"

She was truly afraid that his extreme nervousness would make his heart stop at any moment.

Liam Yancey touched her cheek, sat down, and spoke gently, his voice hoarse, "Tara, let's not have kids anymore, okay?"

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