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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199: She is the Duchess (1)

Tara Summer suddenly turned over to face him, her eyes still closed, mumbling softly as if she were talking in her sleep.

"Mom, I want to eat lychee, bring me some lychee..." Liam Yancey moved closer to her mouth and finally heard what she was saying.

Lychee? His eyebrows raised, he stared at her small face for a moment, chuckled lightly, and then narrowed his eyes, his expression cooling.

She likes lychee?

Silent for a moment, Liam Yancey rolled over and got out of bed, striding out of the bedroom.

"Young Master!" Fierce Eagle and Owl Eagle, standing at the gate, saw him emerge in a black, silky bathrobe, and promptly bowed in unison.

"Has young madam ever mentioned wanting to eat lychees?" Liam Yancey, his face serious and his hair still vaguely dripping with water, exuded an additional measure of icy grandeur.

"…" Both Fierce Eagle and Owl Eagle were taken aback, not expecting Liam Yancey to ask such a question. They were unable to respond immediately.

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