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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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220: Young Madam has disappeared! (12)

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"Yes, your wife is indeed in my hands. It's simple if you want her back, it just depends on how sincere you are..."

Walter looked confident, as he sat back down on the sofa, staring at Liam Yancey, hoping to read his reaction.

But Liam Yancey kept his face cold and expression terrifying. One couldn't see through his inscrutable demeanor.

However, his intensely cold disposition was palpable to those who had known him for years.

The calmer Liam Yancey was, the more terrifying he seemed. At this moment, he was like the calm before a storm, a sign of his brewing anger.

Fierce Eagle furrowed his brows. This Prince Walter would meet a terrible end someday. Master Liam would never spare him!

Whereas, Owl Eagle, upon hearing that Tara Summer was in his hands, had sharp eyes, a mix of self-blame and worry in his gaze. He wished he could rescue the Young Madam soon.

"Your terms?" Liam Yancey remained cool as ice, his gaze razor-sharp.