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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037: Is Brother Going to Marry Her? (8)

"Ah! Grandpa, how could this be? How could this be!? I liked him first, I'm the eldest daughter of the Summer Family. If he marries, he should marry me!"

Robin Summer had completely lost her composure, her eyes were red-rimmed. She stepped forward and grabbed Tara Summer's collar, wishing she could tear her pure face apart. "Tara Summer, you wretch!"

As she was speaking, she raised her hand, as if she was about to slap her, but a strong hand seized hers in mid-air.

"Enough!" George Summer nearly crushed her wrist.

"George Summer, you..." Robin Summer's heart shattered, and tears streamed down her face.

"Get out, all of you, get out! …GET OUT!" Ethan Summer bellowed again and sent the computer on his desk crashing to the ground. The screen cracked, but it remained on.

Tara Summer lowered her gaze. She stared at the stock market chart on the computer screen, her hand clenched in a fist. The Summer Clan's real estate shares had plummeted, a sight that stung her eyes.

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