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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"Speak." Liam Yancey said quietly. He had already unbuttoned his shirt, casting a slight smile at Tara Summer.

Tara gaped in awe, witnessing fully what a captivating smile entails, and how powerful and handsome a man's body could be!

Struggling to find words, she watched as he removed his shirt. Under the light, his physique, which could rival that of a top model, emitted a bronze glow.

His chest, abs, and v-cut were flawless. Tara swore that this was the most alluring body she had ever seen!

Observing that she remained speechless, staring at him, Liam Yancey smirked and headed for the bathroom.

"Wait!" Tara finally regained her senses and called out to him hurriedly, "Liam Yancey, just wait..."

She got out of bed and chased after him, saying: "Liam Yancey, I know that Nancy is not your biological sister but your fiancée!"

Liam stopped in his tracks, turned around, and looked at her, his upper body bare.

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