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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142: Sending Flowers is Someone Else's Business (3)

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So beautiful... The sun was nearing the horizon, the remnants of the sunset sprinkling across the sea, a brilliant red like fresh blood.

The morning glow warns against going out, the evening glow promises a journey.

Tomorrow would be another good day!

Half an hour later, the car drove into the Yancey Family mansion, today was unique as only a few servants were scattered at the villa gate entrance, not the usual massive gathering.

Tara Summer was slightly surprised, but quickly thought of Nancy being ill, they must have all gone to look after her.

"Young Madam, dinner is ready, please head to the dining room," the maid respectfully informed her as she approached.

"How is Nancy doing? Is she feeling better?" Tara Summer walked into the villa, asking as she did so.

"It seems there's been no improvement, the doctors are still in Miss Nancy's room."

"Is it that serious?"

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