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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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1170: Lifelong devotion (12)_1

"Lucy Benn?" Tara Summer was impressed with this designer.

A capable and strong-willed woman, her designed wedding dresses were also uniquely exquisite.

The wedding dress she had prepared for her wedding had arrived long ago, and Tara loved it. She had planned to hold the wedding ceremony right after finishing her studies at Harvard.

But just then, Tara suddenly became pregnant, so the wedding had to be postponed...

"Hmm." Clarence Simons raised an eyebrow. He didn't have a good impression of Lucy Benn; she was quite arrogant. If it weren't for his mother's liking, he couldn't be bothered to attend her fashion show.

Tara could tell from the impatience on his face and she smiled faintly, "You seem to dislike her?"

"Do I?" Clarence shrugged his shoulders, his handsome face relaxed, "Alright, let's not talk about that. If possible, I'd like to visit the hospital; after all, we've known each other for a while."

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