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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460: The Only Thing I Want is Her (3)

With a loud bang, the incredibly sturdy crystal table shook, revealing a split down the middle, demonstrating the man's immense strength.

Immediately afterwards, Liam Yancey raised his fists and struck again and again, venting his ire unceasingly, with each punch harder and heavier than the last.

After a dozen or so punches, the exquisite crystal tea table shattered in the middle.

Blood had long since started to seep from the man's hands, staining the table a ghastly crimson.

In the end, Fierce Eagle, not entirely at ease, followed him upstairs . He stood guard outside the master bedroom. Hearing the harsh sounds from inside, his look changed, and forgetting propriety in his loyalty, he pushed open the door and dashed in.

"Young Master!..." Looking at Liam Yancey's blood-stained hands, his complexion dramatically changed, "Young Master, Young Master?!"

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