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

Tears cascaded down as she moved, one of them splashing onto the back of the man's hand, stinging his heart.


"Will you marry me?" Walter Schmidt asked again, his tall frame tense, his nervous emotions fully exposed.


Emma Benson watched in silence, biting her lip; finally, she nodded vigorously, "...I will."


How could she not want to? Being able to marry him was the happiest thing in her life!


Walter's face broke into an ecstatic smile as he grasped her small hand, slid the diamond ring onto the ring finger of her left hand, then stood up and abruptly pulled her into his embrace.


"I've ensnared you, you're my woman for life!" he lowered his head to kiss her red lips, his arms tightening around her as if he intended to merge her into his very being.


Emma's tears surged forth, and for a moment, she truly wanted to cast aside all reservations and tell him about her infertility, but in the end, she still held back.


1407: Fifteen Days of Husband and Wife (8)_1