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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"I'm sorry, I'm so sorry..." The man was completely seized by fear, trembling all over.

Liam Yancey's handsome face was sinister, his eyes, now bloodshot, had completely lost patience. He stomped forcefully on the man's right arm, his voice bloodthirsty, "Is it this hand? Huh!?"

"Yes, yes, yes..." The man was in excruciating pain, nodding frantically, scared out of his wits.

"Hmph!" Liam Yancey snorted coldly and then ordered, "Fierce Eagle, chop off one of his fingers!"

"Yes!" Fierce Eagle's expression was grave as he immediately stepped forward, pulling the plump man up from the ground. The two bodyguards behind him came over to hold him.

The people present were completely terrified, thinking they had encountered a gang boss, too scared to utter a sound.

"Spare me, please spare my life..." The fat man began to beg for mercy, nodding and bowing non-stop, his face a mess of snot and tears, as pitiful as could be.

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