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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1314 Chs

379: "Manhattan Cinderella" (2)

Tara Summer's heartbeat was instantly chaotic, she bit her lip, smiling more joyfully, "Since you can't guess, I won't tell you, I'm hanging up, goodbye!"

Having said that, she didn't wait for him to say anything and immediately hung up the phone.

Liam Yancey on the other end of the phone was taken aback, staring at the phone screen, his thin lips curling upward, his smile filled with indulgence, bewitching.

Fierce Eagle standing behind him seeing him hang up the phone, stepped forward saying: "Master, it is already arranged, the flight takes off at nine o'clock tomorrow morning."

"Is the Securities Centre situation settled?" Liam Yancey walked past the sofa and sat down, his large stature imposing.

"It is handled, Simon has promised not to disturb you anymore!"

"Hmm, you can go," Liam Yancey waved his hand and then stood up to go to the bathroom.

Fierce Eagle bowed and quickly exited the bedroom and closed the door.

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