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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493: Why Should We Live? (8)

Walter Schmidt closed the door and got into the driver's seat. He was calm as he started the engine, put it in gear, and stepped on the gas. All his movements were smooth and sure like a flowing stream.

The two occupants in the car were silent, creating a stark contrast to the bustling street outside the car window.

Inside the car, silence descended like settled water. Outside, the festive atmosphere and the cheerful crowd didn't diminish at all.

"Walter, I want to take a walk along the street." The sedan drove through the bustling city center and everything outside gradually fell silent.

Seeing the road inside the open park on her left appearing especially desolate made Tara Summer shiver in her heart, suddenly wishing to take a walk.

Walter's eyes flickered slightly. He slowly parked the sedan by the road side. Tara quickly got out of the car and walked towards the park on the left.

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