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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731: Who is the one in his heart (8)

She dusted off her hands and smiled at Owl Eagle, "Mr. Owl, now that we've picked the lychees, could you please take me home to get some stuff?"

"My surname isn't Owl," Owl Eagle stepped back, gesturing for her to go ahead, "Doctor Stone, you can call me Owl Eagle."

"And you shouldn't call me Doctor Stone either, it's so formal. Call me Emily!" She grinned at him.

Owl Eagle didn't respond but simply kept his face stone-faced, gave a glance at the glasses on her face, his eyebrows furrowed slightly.

Do young girls nowadays all love to wear complicated ornaments? They wore frames even when there was no lens in them!?

Seeing him looking at her, Emily Stone unusually blushed, habitually adjusting her glasses, "Owl Eagle, can we go now?"

Owl Eagle nodded, gesturing for her to go ahead, and then followed behind her.

Emily Stone walked ahead alone, occasionally turning around to look at the man behind her. Owl Eagle was expressionless, his gaze fixed straight ahead, never straying.

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