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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

437: I'm sorry, I love you (10)

Thus, after a full meal, Tara Summer was both full and happy. When she's in a good mood, her body naturally felt at ease. Tara felt lively and full of energy.

Seeing her like this, Audrey decided to keep her spirits up by spending the whole afternoon chatting with her.

The quirky Ava also had endless topics to discuss, making Tara laugh without a stop.

Owl Eagle stood on the third-floor balcony, listening to the continuous laughter coming from the master bedroom's balcony on the sixth floor. His lips curled microscopically, but his face remained taut.

He pulled out his phone and dialed Fierce Eagle's number again. Surprisingly, Fierce Eagle answered the phone right away.

"What's going on? Did something happen in England? Why haven't I been able to contact you for so many days?" As soon as the call connected, Owl Eagle unleashed a barrage of questions, his tone laced with frustration and anger.