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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613: Never Letting You Go Again (14)

She grunted, her eyebrows furrowed immediately. Liam Yancey paused in his movements, looking at her scrunched up face, the smile at the corners of his mouth instantly dropping.

"What's wrong?" He held her up, his handsome face tensed, his voice suppressing urgency.

He had become hyper-vigilant, always afraid that there might be something wrong with her health.

"No, nothing!" Knowing what he was worried about, Tara Summer stroked his face, giving him a gentle smile to reassure him. "I just got my period, I'm going to the bathroom."

With that, she tried to get up.

Liam Yancey's expression somewhat relaxed but still concerned. "Don't move. I'll carry you in."

He held her shoulder, lifting her up in his arms. Tara Summer laughed helplessly, not struggling, letting him carry her into the bathroom.

The Yancey family's private plane was known for its size, the bathroom was no exception, lavishly appointed with a massage tub, wardrobe, washstand and shower room.

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