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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582: The Real Reason for Divorce (8)

As his confusion mounted, Walter Schmidt sighed repeatedly. He held Tara Summer's hand tightly, his voice low and somber, "Tara, do you know? The young master, he..."

Just as he was about to speak, he noticed the eyelids of the person on the bed twitch. He paused, originally thinking it was just a natural body response. To his surprise, Tara really opened her eyes.

"You're awake!" Walter exclaimed joyously, gripping her hand tightly, his voice anxious, "How do you feel? Is there any discomfort anywhere?"

"Um..." Tara's first reaction upon waking was to clutch her head. Walter quickly released her hand and helped her sit up when he saw her face change.

"Where am I?" Tara was a bit confused about her situation. After scanning the room, she realized she was in her own bedroom, "What happened? My head hurts!"

"Don't you remember?" Walter asked, handing her a cup of water from the bedside table.

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