Mo Xiaotao

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...

9.9 Billion Bride

"Third Master has invited you in," the blonde beauty cooed, her voice honeyed, before stepping into the elevator in her ten-centimeter heels.


Tara Summer suddenly felt a shiver run down her spine, she shrank back, before being escorted by the bodyguards into the suite.


The open-concept suite, surprisingly split into two levels, clearly Third Master Hanson was a regular here. The main floor living room showcased a picture frame with his photograph.


The Third Master Hanson in the photo looked much younger than now, probably from his college years, but still exuded a certain gravitas.


Tara stared out of the window, which was opened a third of the way. The morning sun shone through along with the crisp air. The breeze gently fluttered the curtains, making the scene both refreshing and soothing.


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