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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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893 Chs

222: He Actually Softened Up (2)

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"I'm fine." Tara Summer shook her head, turning to look at the four burly black-clad bodyguards behind her. "Is Prince Walter always like this?"

"What are you…" Owl Eagle looked at her, not understanding her meaning.

"Kidnapping?!" she lowered her voice, her expression filled with scorn.

"This…" Owl Eagle was taken aback and couldn't respond promptly, just staring at her.

Tara Summer was being somewhat cheeky when she said this, there was an element of teasing in it. Seeing him stay silent, she waved her hand dismissively.

"Owl Eagle…" She was about to speak when suddenly, a towering figure appeared at the main door.

Liam Yancey, who had been waiting in the hall, had lost his patience and walked out. The moment he spotted Tara Summer, his handsome visage darkened, even more than before.

Tara Summer was taken aback and couldn't react right away. She stood still, rooted to the spot.