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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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264 Chs

ANNE! STAY WITH ME

ANNE! STAY WITH ME

"Oh! Go Mr Richmond!", Anne shouted for him to hear.

Richmond glanced at her for a brief second before his eyes focused on the ball.

As the game unfolded, Richmond found himself instinctively positioning himself as the guardian of the ball. He used a little of his wolf strength, he was the one always hitting the ball from his side. He forbade his staff of wolf heritage from using their powers with staff but he was the boss, 'He made the law'

With each serve and spike, his agile movements seemed choreographed to captivate the attention of Anne, who stood gracefully on the sideline, her eyes following every play.

Richmond's intentions were clear; he aimed to impress his secretary, his every move designed to catch her gaze and hold it, if only for a fleeting moment.

It wasn't long before others began mirroring his action, they began playing with their supernatural ability. The game became rough for people of the human race.