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

Tara Summer didn't know until she arrived at the Summer Family that Anthony was also there. George Summer informed her that the company had some minor troubles these past few days.


Anthony had been there for two days; the situation was almost dealt with now, and they planned to return to America together later.


"It's nothing serious, right?" Tara asked with concern.


"No worries, it's all resolved," George said with a gentle smile, then shrugged his shoulders, "I've booked a restaurant, the Gucci French restaurant you used to love. How does that sound? Do you want to switch to a different restaurant?"


"No need, I've actually been craving their lychee sago soup!" Tara shook her head, smiling as she walked towards the hallway outside.


The two men exchanged smiles and followed Tara out of the villa.


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