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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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MR. RICHMOND IS RUINING ON MY PARADE

MR. RICHMOND IS RUINING ON MY PARADE

Tapping on her desk, Anne looked up, a sigh escaping her lips. "Sir, what may I get for you?" she inquired, her tone carrying a hint of resignation. Mr. Richmond was testing her patience. Anne wondered what possessed him to torment her with his annoying questions today.

Richmond hesitated, the weight of his unspoken thoughts lingering in the air. "I need a biro," he finally stated, his words masking the underlying complexity of his feelings.

Anne raised an eyebrow in confusion. "Sir, I made sure there are eight pens on your table, and they are all in working condition."

A hint of frustration crept into Richmond's voice as he defended himself, "They may work, but they don't give me the lines I like in my writing. You know I have a distinctive writing," Richmond explained.

But even to his ears, his explanation seemed pathetic as Anne stared at him with a deathly glare aimed at him.