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

She said she remembered many things, yet she couldn't recall anything about being with him.


She loved Michael Greenwood, hoping to spend her life with him, and wanted him to let go and bless her!


At that time, Walter's feelings could be imagined. Staring at the marriage certificate, even if he didn't believe it, what else could he do?


In the end, he gave a cold laugh, wished her well, and then turned and left.


Watching the man's back, the Benson Family—Old Sir Benson, Madam Benson, and Morgan—stood silent in the hall, heads lowered, engulfed in a deathly silence.


Emma stood there, trembling all over, looking at the man's tall and resolute back, at that moment, how she wanted to rush up to him and tell him that she remembered him, she hadn't fallen in love with another man, and it was only ever him she truly loved!


But she didn't move, the thought extinguished as soon as the image of the medical report flickered in her mind.


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