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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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916 Chs

845: Who is the Puppet Master (12)_1

Translator: 549690339

The hall was alive with men embracing beauties, drinking and dancing, the intimate, steamy dance moves stirring the blood of onlookers.

Bryan White picked up a glass of liquor from a passing waiter, sniffed it, recognized it as Whiskey, and then took a sip.

His green eyes never left the dance floor; his gaze prowled through the crowd like a leopard hunting for prey, lips curling into a sinister smile.

His gaze continued to prowl, like a leopard hunting for prey, lips curling into a sinister smile.

He then slowly walked over and sat down on a couch in the corner.

The dim lighting of the main party room couldn't hide Bryan White's arrival, drawing the immediate attention of many women.

The women who frequented there knew he was a regular and must be worth a fortune, while first-time visitors could tell from Bryan White's demeanor that he was either wealthy or noble.