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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 · Geral
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1285 Chs

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How could she easily forget and let go of such a man?

Emily Stone wrapped herself tightly in her clothes, the scent of the man's wildness lingering on the military uniform. As she breathed it in, it seemed to imprint itself deep within her heart, never to be forgotten!

She would remember this night forever; she would never forget...

That night, Emily Stone suffered from insomnia. After taking a bath, she hugged the man's military uniform, unable to fall asleep for a long time. She lay with her eyes wide open until dawn...

In the morning, her eyes hurt; they were sore and gritty. Starting from when she washed up, Emily continually rubbed them, and even during breakfast, she couldn't stop, her eyes red with faint bloodshot lines.

"Doctor Stone, what's wrong with your eyes?" Director Gordon stared at her, his eyebrows slightly furrowed.