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 were almost about to touch when the intense heat of his breath immediately made her body start to heat up.


Emma Benson chuckled and shook her head, "It's quiet here, the air is fresh, and of course, the main reason is that you are here..."


While speaking, she lifted her head and initiated a kiss on the man's lips, lightly touching them before pulling away.


"It's best not to provoke first thing in the morning, Mrs. Schmidt..." Walter Schmidt pinched her cute nose, his arms wrapped tightly around her. Although he didn't kiss her, his large palm was caressing her smooth back.


Emma was ticklish, and each time the man accidentally touched her sensitive spots, she would giggle, squirming to escape, her unclothed body sliding like an eel within his embrace.


Within minutes, the man was stirred up by her teasing, his whole body burning with heat. He suddenly rolled over, pinning her down, ready to advance his assault when Emma suddenly widened her eyes.


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