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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738: Who is the one in his heart (15)

"Are you doubting your own abilities? Do you think you're not worthy of the title 'Stock Market Genius'?!"

"Keep your voice down!" Tara Summer glanced at the two bodyguards not far away, even though Liam Yancey's voice wasn't loud, it could still reach them from a distance of several meters if they paid close attention.

"Miss Stock Market Genius…" The man didn't care and deliberately called out again.

"Yancey! …" Tara Summer helplessly covered his lips with her hand.

A gleam flickered in Liam Yancey's eyes, he caught her wrist and seized the opportunity to kiss her palm.

His lips were warm, sending a tingling sensation through her palm. Tara Summer's body instinctively tensed up.

Her cheeks flushed and she abruptly stood up. "I need to see Owl Eagle," she said to Liam Yancey.

Having said that, she left in a hurry.

After a few steps, she heard the man's low laughter behind her. His magnetic voice sounded irresistibly seductive.

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