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

They also knew his identity by the military rank on his uniform and lowered their heads one after the other, saying, "Marshal... marshal..."


Everyone's voice trembled with excitement and tension, especially the young nurses, who were seeing the marshal himself for the first time and finding him indeed handsome and dashing, their cheeks blushing slightly.


However, everyone couldn't help but glance at the woman in his arms, and seeing that it wasn't the president's daughter he was holding, they were all shocked and curious.


The whole of Sois knew Miss Sutton was to be the future marshal's wife, yet here, in the dead of night, the marshal was holding another woman—and several nurses recognized her... Wasn't this Miss Sutton's friend?!


What... exactly was happening here? Could this be the other woman?!


1353: No Feelings for You (5)_1