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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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062: Women are not necessarily wives (4)

"Hmm." Tara Summer gasped, assuming he was about to take liberties with her. Her instinctive reaction was to raise her hand, but the man had already anticipated this move. With a single press, he immediately subdued her arms.

"Liam Yancey...you liar! Get out of here!"

Experiencing pain, Tara once again began to struggle, kicking out with her legs, "L-let go..."

Despite her gasping for breath and desperately using all her strength, her efforts were in vain. She was irrevocably drained.

"Hmm." Tara grunted. She was so exhausted that she couldn't muster any strength. Yet, obstinately, she clung onto his shoulders. His body, as firm as steel, weighed down on her so much that she was almost out of breath.

Just as she thought she was about to suffocate, her body suddenly felt lighter as Liam Yancey finally let her go. His deep and dark eyes looked down at her blood-drained face from his superior height.

"Tara Summer, do you know how special you are?"

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