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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425: Don't Go Against the Heavens (7)

He took a deep breath, stepping towards the sickbed one agonizing step at a time, each one like walking on a knife edge, each one piercing his heart, wrenched with pain.

A short distance of a few yards felt like an insurmountable feat. When he finally steadied himself by the bed, Liam Yancey's long arm swept up, enveloping Tara Summer in his embrace without hesitation.

Sitting on the edge of the bed and tightly holding her against him, his large frame entirely concealed her petite structure. It highlighted her delicate fragility, making her seem as if she could shatter in an instant.

Liam Yancey lowered his gaze to her pale face, and he couldn't help but stare. The veins in his eyes gradually reddened, deepening until they were almost bloodshot.

"Tara..." His embrace tightened, he buried his face into the crook of her neck. The faint scent of her was like a dagger stabbing him in the heart, causing it to bleed.

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