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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429: I'm sorry, I love you (2)

He was smoking rather quickly, burning through ten cigarettes in less than half an hour. It seemed that only by forcefully inhaling the nicotine trapped in the threads of the tobacco into his lungs could he numb his nerves and lessen the pain in his heart.

"I've decided." As the cigarette in his fingers burned out, Liam Yancey finally spoke. His voice was completely hoarse and coldly oppressive, sending chills down one's spine.

Blake Yancey frowned at him without saying a word; he had already guessed what his decision would be.

"..." Liam Yancey didn't continue speaking immediately, instead, he fell silent, standing quietly with his dark eyes directed at the window.

He seemed to be lost in his thoughts, and even when the stub of the cigarette burned down to his fingers, he didn't notice. It was only when he felt a sting that he glanced down at it, but he didn't discard the cigarette, allowing it to continue burning into his fingers.

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