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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787: Pampering her to the skies (4)

"Young Madam!" The two of them exclaimed in unison, quickly standing up.

"Why is Bastian here!?" Tara Summer's sharp eyes immediately spotted a black mass on the sofa, "It's really well hidden. If you don't look closely, it's hard to tell it's him!"

Tara Summer chuckled with her mouth tightly shut, lifting the small Dragon Beast King from the sofa. Even with such commotion, the little thing only moved a bit and then continued to sleep after smacking his lips.

"Master... threw him out again..." Fierce Eagle replied.

"Thrown out again?!" Tara Summer sighed and shook her head, lowering her eyes to look at the small Dragon Beast King in her arms. The blackness on his body was gradually fading, to turn into the same color as the white shirt she was wearing.

Even though she had seen this many times, Tara still found it magical, like a chameleon constantly changing colors according to its surrounding environment.

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