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

"I don't believe it!" He stepped forward, pulling Tara Summer in front of him again, this time with more force.


His hands gripped the woman's shoulders, seemingly ready to crush her shoulder blades.


Tara Summer, in pain, clenched her eyebrows tightly and then began to struggle incessantly, "Let me go! Anthony, you used to be so sunny and cheerful, how could you let Chester Hanson manipulate you to do such a dirty thing?..."


"He's the legal advisor of the Red Radiance Hall!" George Summer, standing behind, loudly reminded Tara Summer.


Tara Summer stopped struggling, her eyes suddenly filled with understanding, "So that's it, just a lackey under the Third Master Hanson!"


Tara Summer cursed harshly, completely unrestrained since if Anthony could do things like drugging and shooting videos, why should she be polite to him!?


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