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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...

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They occasionally met with just a fleeting glance; he was so busy he didn't even have time to hold her.

Tara felt sorry for him. Since coming to Edivana, Liam Yancey hadn't had more than two full nights of sleep.

He stole moments to rest. Sometimes only half an hour, other times two or three hours.

Yet, even a body of iron let alone gold would not withstand this for long!

Although Tara was worried, she could only endure it, for she understood the importance of the situation.

All she could do was wait. Wait until the end when she would ensure he stayed in bed. He wouldn't be allowed to get up until he had slept for three days and three nights...

Waiting was a long process. The week felt like a year to Tara. The funeral was finally over, leaving her muscles rigid with tension, she had even lost her ability to smile.

Old Mr. and Mrs. Yancey naturally knew their son was overworked, thus, following the funeral, they allowed them to return to Night City.