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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1201 Chs

1121: One day apart feels like three years (3)_1

He opened the door of the luxurious stretch limousine in the middle, gesturing to her.

"Need a ride?" Emily Stone was slightly startled, but she got into the car without any hesitation, after all, it was Fierce Eagle, and she trusted him.

Fierce Eagle closed the car door, then took the driver's seat, and the convoy left Yancey Villa.

Emily Stone leaned back in the rear seat, watching as the convoy drove towards the Saint Emperia Bridge and realized they were leaving the island.

But she didn't ask, merely wondering what kind of gift Tara Summer had prepared for her, to go through such trouble!?

Hehe, she smiled with pursed lips, feeling truly fortunate to have met a good friend like Tara Summer and a good man like Walter Schmidt...

The Yancey Family convoy headed towards the city, and forty minutes later finally stopped in front of a six-star international hotel.

Royal Dynasty Hotel, towering eighty-eight floors high, with shares owned by the Yancey Clan.

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