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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As she spoke, Tara Summer felt pitiful. She was such an oddball for fainting from menstrual pain.

She looked down shyly, her cheeks turning red.

"You've never experienced this before?"

"Hmm." Tara didn't understand why he was asking, but she nodded firmly, "Never before. It might be because I went swimming and ate chilled lychees, so I caught a chill. I will... be more careful..."

Her voice gradually lowered as she noticed his expression becoming stern, even terrifying.

"Caught a chill?" Liam Yancey gave a cold hum, his eyes filled with icy radiance which frightened Tara, her heart trembling.

"Liam?" She had no idea what she'd said wrong to upset him.

Liam Yancey looked at her pale face, realizing he'd scared her. His expression softened, and he picked her up and laid her on the bed.

"Rest for a bit."

"Will you sleep with me?" Tara held his hand, not letting him retreat.

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