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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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1284 Chs

113: Who is Miss Nanxi? (1)

The man on the bed beside her moved, his right arm suddenly draped over her shoulder, Tara Summer opened her eyes, her body instantly tensed.

She stayed silent as the wild, masculine scent grew closer.

Liam Yancey leaned towards her, propped up on his upper body, scrutinizing her pale face, his eyebrows slightly raised.

"What are you doing?" Tara Summer, enduring the pain, turned to him, her gaze meeting a pair of ink-black pupils. His gaze was deep and profound, enough to intoxicate anyone at first glance.

If it weren't for the stomachache, she felt at the moment, she would probably be lost in it...

"Stomachache?" Liam Yancey, ever vigilant, wouldn't miss even the slightest sound she made. Not to mention, her face wasn't looking good, her lips were pale.

"I'm fine." Tara Summer felt a bit awkward, unaccustomed to his almost caring tone.