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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...

Mo Xiaotao · General
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910 Chs

841: Who is the Puppet Master (8)_1

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"Dead?" Snow Eagle's lips curled into a cold sneer, her gaze sweeping through before she suddenly turned and left.

Upon seeing this, Tara Summer stepped forward. Barely taking a step, her knees buckled, and she collapsed to the ground with a "hmm..."

"Save your energy," Snow Eagle paused upon hearing the woman falling behind her. She stopped by the door, turned her head, and glanced at Tara Summer, "If it were so easy to let you out, wouldn't the money spent on the medicine be wasted!?"

With those words, Snow Eagle bent down and walked out.

Carter glanced at Tara Summer and then turned off the light, "Bang," he shut the door.

"Snow Eagle!" Tara Summer yelled out with all her strength, her world turning pitch black in an instant. She tried to push herself up with her hands but kept collapsing to the ground again and again.