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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630: Curse of the Family Marriage (11)

"Yes, this course was originally supposed to take two years, but I can finish it in one. I have just six months left!" She held his hand tight, "Don't worry, I'll come back to Night City to see you every week!"

Liam Yancey chuckled softly without uttering a word, he just hugged her and nodded slightly.

"So, you agree?" Tara Summer exclaimed joyously, she couldn't help hugging his neck. Seeing his smile, she pressed her lips to his cheek happily.

The man enjoyed her affection, and immediately asked his housekeeper to make the preparations. Tara informed Henry Taylor that she would be setting off the very next day and the housekeeper promptly started to make arrangements.

That night, Tara did not have a proper sleep; the man did not stop bothering her until day break.

Tara was so tired that she could hardly keep her eyes open. She was still yawning when she woke up in the afternoon. Liam Yancey dropped her off at the airport; she was still not completely awake.

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