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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478: The Only Thing I Want is Her (21)

Liam Yancey did not look at her the whole time, his handsome face was extremely cold, he lit up a cigarette and fell silent for ten minutes.

The atmosphere in the room was eerie, and Freya Locke did not dare to speak out, staring at the man's frigid, unfeeling face until her brows gradually furrowed.

"Get out." Liam Yancey finished his cigarette, snatched up the bottle of red wine from the coffee table, and his thin lips coldly commanded, "This isn't where you should be sleeping!"

Freya Locke tugged her lips, of course she knew that this presidential suite was not a place she should be in, Liam Yancey had already arranged for another suite for her far in advance.

However, she had already made up her mind. If she liked him, and wanted to have him, she couldn't hold back anymore.

She didn't care what others thought of her, calling her shameless, or brazen. She didn't mind, as long as she could be by his side.

Liam Yancey, this man, she wanted to make him hers!

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