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

"With the ceremony complete, the groom may now kiss the bride," the priest said, smiling at the couple, signaling once more.


Walter Schmidt wrapped his long arm around the woman's waist and pulled her into his embrace. He lowered his head but didn't kiss her; instead, he began to speak, "I still have something to say..."


His expression was very serious. Emma Benson hooked her red lips, lightly nodded, and said, "Go ahead, I'm listening."


"Emma..." The man's thin lips curved into a charming smile, his gaze focused as he tenderly cradled her small face in his hands, "I, Walter Schmidt, ask you to be my wife, the companion of my life and my only love. I will cherish our relationship, love you, whether it is now, in the future, or forever. I will trust you, respect you, I will laugh with you, cry with you, I will love you faithfully, through good times and bad, through hardship or comfort, I will be there for you..."


1409: Fifteen Days of Husband and Wife (10)_1