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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457: I'm sorry, I love you (30)

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If he could, he never wanted to hurt her, but letting her remain hopeful would only cause her greater pain in the future!

Therefore, he preferred her to experience the pain now. A drawn-out pain would be more unbearable, and he believed that one day she would forget, forget about the man who had betrayed her, the unfaithful man...

She would forget, she certainly would forget, and this was the very purpose of his meticulously contrived scheme!

"Tara..." Liam Yancey leaned back on the couch, his hoarse voice full of heartache, unforgettably clear in the darkness.

Freya Locke held her breath, her face draining of color. Liam Yancey, how much did he truly love that woman? The man she saw now was far from the Liam Yancey she used to know!

His display of agony and sorrow was arresting and shocking, yet it filled her with envy for the woman called Tara Summer. Tara, who was the object of Liam Yancey's affections... she held his heart...

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