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

By then, would father and son fall out?...


The more she thought about it, the more terrified Emma Benson felt. Her body trembled even more violently, but she didn't move, instead giving a cold laugh, "Mr. Schmidt, as a head of state, do you really plan to lower yourself and tangle with a married woman?"


This address of "Mr. Schmidt" caused the man to pause his actions, his thin lips still attached to the corner of her mouth. Walter Schmidt didn't pull away, the blood vessels in his eyes seemed denser as if they were about to drip with blood.


"Emma Benson, do not test my patience any longer!" His arms tightened, he grasped her waist and pressed her firmly against himself, "Even if you are married, I greatly doubt whether you truly love that man. If you love him, and have no feelings for me, why cry and run after me!? Why?!"


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