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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1217: He's looking for his sister! (1)_1

It was truly unexpected for the usually composed Eldest Young Master Benson, who always lacked interest in women,

to actually initiate a conversation and directly ask for her name.

How domineering!

The butler was also quite shocked; he had met Morgan Benson. His impression of him was of a very refined and polite man. Why was he behaving so unusually today?

"Mr. Benson..." he hurried forward, "Is there a problem?"

"What's your name?!" Morgan seemed to have not heard him at all, holding on tightly to the woman's hand.

Emily Stone looked dumbfounded, somewhat unclear about the situation, and stood there foolishly, even forgetting to be scared.

Ordinarily, at this point, she would've already screamed.

But she didn't; aside from staring at Morgan with wide eyes, Emily didn't make a sound.

Seeing her silence, Morgan's eyes turned bloodshot from urgency, and he couldn't help yelling, "Tell me, what is your name?!"

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