The Strongest Businessman - 169 Chapter 169: Feelings of Gratitude

The invincible strongman who roams through the city by day and night, a supreme soldier king that moves across the urban landscape.

Read the first six chapters, and you won’t be able to stop.Elliot Crown was just an ordinary teenager......boring life, average grades, nothing special. But one day, he unlocked a terrifying ability: he could hear people’s thoughts… but only if he knew their name and age first.At first, he treated it as a game, exploiting secrets, manipulating people, and bending reality to his will.But then, the nightmare began.One night, he fell asleep in his world—only to wake up in another. No explanation. No way back. Just an unfamiliar world filled with danger.He tried using his ability, desperate for answers.And then… he died.But that wasn’t the end.He woke up again........in a different world. New body. New identity. Same fate.Over and over, the cycle continued. Sometimes a prince, sometimes a slave, a soldier, a sorcerer, a demon… but every time, he met the same cruel fate.Yet Elliot didn’t care. As long as he had his power, he would manipulate, deceive, and twist the world to his will. If the universe wanted to play games with him… then he would play to win.

Betrayed by his closest friend.Abandoned by his own family.Tossed into a death labyrinth, waiting for a second, crueler death.Aaron should have died —but fate had other plans.At the bottom of despair, he stumbled upon a sealed SSS-rank Dragon God, chained and forgotten by the world.In exchange for freedom, the Dragon offered him a contract and a new name,Three years of pain.Three years of torture.Three years of absorbing the ancient mana buried under the labyrinth.When Aaron rose again, he was no longer human.He was a Legendary Dragon — the first of his kind, carrying a power the world was never meant to see.Wielding the Beast Sovereign Ultimate Skill, Aaron can tame mythical beasts, spirits, and even monsters birthed from nightmares—and share their powers as his own.The fallen will rise.The abandoned races will follow.And his wives will fight beside him.This time, Aaron will not be a pawn.He will command.He will conquer.He will become a God.Additional tags:No Incest, No Rape,, Harem, No Loli, Succubus, Elf, Angel, Vampire, Cat girls, Dragon Girls, Fox Girls, Monster Girls, Slaves, Princess, Yandere, Righteous Characters, Primordial War, Peak Lore, Gods, Churches, Mana, Transmigration, Devil, Demon, Death, Evolution. Can't think of more clickbaits.

In the Heart’s Kingdom, a kingdom where vampires reign and humans were nothing but livestock, Lilou, a peasant, found herself being preyed upon by the worst maniacal vampire of his kind. However, as terrifying as what he addressed her as his ‘reserved meal’, this vampire also called her his bride!

Except:

My eyes brood with fear, gazing at the still-beating heart in his hand. “My Lord, pardon me but… is this the bloody proof you promised to show me?” I asked, my voice shook as I gulped down whilst struggling my trembling knees from giving away.

“Mhm… do you now believe I’m good at capturing hearts?” The silver-haired man, bearing those menacing pair of deep crimson eyes stared proudly at me after a nod. I gasped when he clenched his hand and squeezed the fresh heart to smithereen.

“Yes, milord. You’re good at it, literally.” I’m mortified, watching the pieces of the heart fall as he approached. His every step made me take a step back until my back reached a solid pillar.

“Huh,” Samael chuckled briefly, stopping in front of me. His long, pointy nails that were covered with blood traced my elbow down to my hand. Gently, he clipped my forefinger in between his, guiding it before his lips. “Did I pass your test, though?” He asked, the sharp tip of his nail played over the tip of my finger.

I stared at his penetrating gaze as I reluctantly answered, “Barely.”

He smirked, nodding in satisfaction before he pressed his nail on the tip of my forefinger that was quick to produce a drop of blood. “Such sweet aroma.” He whispered, placing my bleeding finger in his mouth and licked it with passion.

His menacing gaze never left mine as he consumed a bit of my blood. “Does that mean you’re accepting my invitation?” Keeping my finger in between his fangs, Samael inquired.

I bit my lower lip unconsciously, my heart within my chest drummed as my back broke into sweats. “But… I’m just…” I paused, hoping my answer would put an end to this. “… I’m just a human.”

Samael clicked his tongue, displeased at my response as he let my finger go. “No,” He whispered.

My entire body stiffened when he bent over, caressing my shoulder up to my neck by the apex of his nose, as his hot breaths prickled my skin.

“You're not just a mere human... you are my human.” He stressed before I sensed his lips part and the tip of his fangs against my skin.