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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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After a full half-hour, the bathroom finally falls silent, but outside a wave of panic ensues.

"Young Madam!?"

Owl Eagle grows anxious and starts to forcefully push the door. But the door is locked from the inside, which only intensifies his urgency.

Henry Taylor also looks extremely anxious. Worried that something might have befallen Tara Summer, he and Fierce Eagle directly force open the door. As soon as it opens, everyone rushes in.

Inside the bathroom, Tara Summer is sitting on the floor. The water in the sink is running and has already filled the entire basin.

Her phone is dropped onto the floor, the woman is leaning against the wall with her head down. Her white dress is already stained with more than a few blood spots, the blood spots being a deep red, almost black.

And Tara Summer remains still, sitting so still she appears as if she's not breathing.

"Young Madam!"