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THE BILLIONAIRE'S BREEDER (The cursed one)

What will you do if the person you had a one-night stand with last weekend appears in your office as your new secretary? Cursed by a powerful witch at a young age, Richmond Ashvery finds himself in a dilemma. From the outside, he has everything life has to offer, He is young, he is a billionaire, and the most eligible bachelor in the country. But everything isn't what it seems... He is the only surviving child of the most powerful Alpha in the whole of Capitol City and the next in line for the throne. His father is getting old and all eyes are on him. The news of his curse is rapidly circulating, reaching his enemies who have their greedy eyes on his pack. "Kill the Alpha, kill the son, and take over their land," they whisper. But what they don't know is much bigger than they expect. A terrible demon resides inside Richmond as a product of the curse. For years, he had kept the demon imprisoned inside him. But lately, the demon is in a rage at being imprisoned and is trying to take over Richmond's mind and body. His secretary isn't helping matters. He isn't one to involve himself in office romance, he sees it as a waste of time. But Anne Mccody is an alluring siren, pulling at all his strings. War is coming to his clan, and it is all because of him... Will he give in to the darkness within or will Anne become his shining light in the darkness?

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FRAGRANCE OF THE NIGHT

FRAGRANCE OF THE NIGHT

Anne didn't want to use the door, it might alert her kidnapper. The windows were open, she walked carefully and looked down. She was on the first floor of the story building, and climbing down was made easier.

She pulled the sheet from the bed and tore some parts of the curtains. She tugged on it making sure it was tied enough to hold her weight.

She tied the edge of the leg of the table and draped the sheet over the window. She climbed down the walls with skills she had picked up in the summer camp she went to during a school vacation years ago.

Anne's heart raced as she descended the makeshift rope, her fingers gripping the fabric tightly. The night air was crisp, and the adrenaline coursing through her veins fueled her determination to escape.