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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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1208 Chs

282: Third Young Master of Murong Group (9)

Her face was flushed from the intense struggle, but she remained determined to break free and get her feet back on the ground.

Liam Yancey, however, remained silent and tightened his arms around her, hindering her efforts. Their bodies were virtually pressed up against each other, their figures entangled.

Observing the scene from the doorway, Owl Eagle and the three young maids all lowered their heads, not daring to look.

"Liam Yancey…" Tara Summer was panting heavily and with her last bit of strength, clutched the man's collar even tighter, then finally exhausted all her energy.

She glowered at the attractively stern face of the man, her face burning with a fury so intense she wished she could bore a hole through his face with her stare.