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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1176: Lifelong devotion (18)_1

He spoke in a low voice, completely hoarse, gesturing Walter to go inside, and then walked over to the sofa across from Tara Summer and sat down.

He didn't speak again, simply leaned back on the sofa and closed his eyes.

"Bastian?" Tara called out, but the man merely raised an eyebrow and did not open his eyes, looking very pale.

Tara was startled and immediately stood up to walk over. She sat next to him and grabbed the man's sleeve, "Bastian, are you okay? Should we go back and rest now?!"

The man remained silent, quietly leaning there, motionless, as if... he had fallen asleep?

Tara couldn't help but feel sorry for him; Bastian had lost centuries of his life due to an arranged marriage, and now he'd been seriously injured while saving Emily Stone's vital energy.

Being a Guardian Dragon Beast, the pressure and sacrifice were not small!

She didn't continue calling out to him, quietly stood up, and walked into the ward.

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