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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571: Solitude in Old Age (12)

She was the apple of her family's eye, pampered by her father, and within just three months, had indeed set up a subsidiary of the family's daily products business in Night City. The CEO of the new branch was naturally Freya Locke.

Old Sir Locke was aware of her reluctance to return to England and fully supported her in this matter. Liam Yancey was a remarkable man. If his daughter could win his approval and become his wife, this could bring a bright future for the Locke Family, possibly even elevating them to new heights.

What father wouldn't want to marry his daughter to such a distinguished man?

However, the period of a year was not short. Despite Freya's persistent efforts, she failed to attract Liam's attention, which nearly drove her to despair. Even so, she didn't intend to give up but rather decided to redouble her efforts to make him notice her.

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