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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1201 Chs

632: Curse of the Family Marriage (13)

"Married!?" Tara Summer was shocked with disbelief, her mouth wide open. She was more astonished than if she had heard that Third Master was young and handsome. "You...you...you... who did you marry? It's not going to be..."

"No, it's not! Don't joke about that!" Tara Summer knew she was guessing it was Walter Schmidt, and immediately shook her head.

"Then, then who is it?" The words stuttered out of Tara Summer's mouth, and her eyes were about to fall. She was looking at Tara with an unbelieving expression.

Tara Summer burst into laughter at her reaction and said, "I can't explain it to you right now, but you'll know sooner or later!"

She continued to walk on. This time, Tara Summer didn't follow her, seemingly too stunned to move. She stood there dumbfounded, staring at Tara Summer's back in a daze.

Tara Summer turned around, glanced at her and laughed helplessly, "Are you not coming? If you're not, I'll go ahead…"

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