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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144: Sending Flowers is Someone Else's Business (5)

She suddenly calmed down. Liam Yancey lowered his head to glance at her, his dark pupils deep and seemingly tinged with anger.

This made Tara Summer puzzled. Where, exactly, had she provoked him?!

Tara stared at him for a moment. His eyes were like an unfathomable sea. The more she looked, the more her courage waned. She couldn't help but lower her head, but this only brought her face closer to his chest.

The clear, wild masculine scent with a faint hint of tobacco was unique to him, a scent she was too familiar with; it made her cheeks alternate between hot and cold.

She held her breath, not wanting his scent to affect her. She gripped his arms with force as if to stabilize herself...

Liam Yancey carried her into the master bedroom. The magnificent double doors closed heavily behind them, causing Tara to shudder. The next moment, her body was tossed onto the large bed.

Seemingly experienced, Tara swiftly rolled over and sat up, her eyes alert on him.

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