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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After dialing five or six times with no answer, Walter became more anxious and his mood became irritable.

He continued to pace back and forth in the living room. After a few minutes, hoping against hope, he dialed again. This time, the call was picked up after two rings—

"Hello, Tara, you..."

"Sir, are you a friend of the phone owner?" Walter's words were cut off by a strange man's voice on the other end of the line.

"Who are you?" Walter's face fell, his heart skipped a beat.

"Oh, don't worry, sir. I'm a bartender. This lady has been drinking at our bar all afternoon and is currently unconscious. We could only find her phone in her bag and saw several missed calls from you, so we gave you a call..." the man explained.

Upon hearing this, Walter felt slightly relieved, but still asked with a furrowed brow, "Indeed, I am her friend, where is your bar exactly?"

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