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Stacy Jenson yawned as she sat in a booth and worked on…something. She was writing in a notebook, the fingers of one hand curled around her coffee cup.

Ethan Harrison shoved the door open and dragged himself in from the cold wind, looking like a rejected extra from Grease. He grabbed his phone from his pocket and checked through his messages, grumbling under his breath.</description>
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Previous: Lone Wolf and the Flower Child

Kaine now recognized where he'd seen the name, the company before. The article in The Times. One of his lackeys had brought it to his attention as something that could make his company look good. He'd shrugged it off as weak. He believed in survival of the fittest, and here she was, sitting in his lap, holding a conversation with him. He could buy out her company with a click of the fingers, she'd never need to work again. Much like…</description>
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Summer slowly made her way in, dressed in a comfortable hoodie and yoga pants. A little out of the norm for her, but when recovering from being shot and stabbed, one went for comfort, not style. Even so, she still had that serious as fuck look on her face, the fire in her green eyes burning. She made her way to a loveseat by the fire and lowered herself slowly into it. No sudden flopping to jar her aching body.</description>
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Previous: We've Got Big Balls

Summer meanwhile was staring at Sean Flannery, struggling to keep focus. “You fucking shot her?! What good is she to me dead?!” A hand cracked across her face. “You stupid slut. Hayden? Are you TRYING to piss me off? It's okay…it's okay. I forgive you. Your company is as good as mine anyways. You never even knew…</description>
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Previous: Trust Issues

Why? Ask Kaine that question and he couldn't give you an answer. He was used to being the one taking, claiming, owning. And here was the she wolf who had claimed his lap. Nor did he argue. She stepped up when he didn't with the restaurant. That pushed his buttons. Nobody pushed his buttons. Not the way she did. Maybe in time he'd be able to explain what he saw in her, why he'd let her into his cold heart.</description>
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[d13243dfd5ec27ccac8475e20e39c094.jpg]Summer Caldwell pushed open the doors to the club, wearing a flowy print wrap skirt and a black lace crop shirt. Her long red hair hung down her back, a braid framing the side of her face. Sparkling green eyes turned back towards the sign on the door as she read over establishment rules. Hmpf. Establishment.</description>
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The reporter called Kaine's offices then managed to get ahold of his personal number and called that. *Ring*

Kaine let it ring a few times, eyeing the unknown number before picking it up. “Hayden Enterprises, you're through to Mr Hayden. To whom am I speaking?</description>
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Ella's job here is done then. Violators arrested peacefully, ginger tea for morning sickness acquired. Time for paperwork. The only duty available to a pregnant federal agent.

Seeley stuck his head around the door and wandered over to sit by Ella.</description>
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Previous: Fools Rush In

Andrews didn't seem phased at all. “I was telling you more to go with your wife, but suit yourself.” The man said. The medic began to check over the bruising on Seeley as two more shut the ambulance doors and climbed in, the two in back visible through the window starting an IV line on a sobbing</description>
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Previous: A Most Vital Call

Bleep  Seeley looked at the number on his phone where Katie sent it to him, transferred it, dialed the number. He held it to his ear and waited for it to ring and get picked up.

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Previous: Seeley Calls the She Wolf

Summer opened the doors and walked in, heels clicking on the tile as she strode towards a corner booth, partially obscured by shadow. In one hand, she carried a cup of coffee, a briefcase in the other hand. She walked with power and purpose. If only people knew the things she did behind closed doors…She slid into the upholstered booth seat…and waited, clearly expecting someone.</description>
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Dances with Wolves



The Business of Being the She Wolf

Trust Issues

Heart of Darkness

Penthouse NSFW

Summer Rose NSFW

Anticip... NSFW

ation NSFW

Intoxicated NSFW

Scared Together NSFW



The Mole

That Damned Bastard NSFW



Seeley Calls the She Wolf

Shaking Up a Shakedown



Beauty and the Beast

Wolves on the Prowl



We've Got Big Balls

Fools Rush In

Rest and Recuperation



Marissa Interviews Kaine



Reassigned to [redacted]



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“I don't care! I needed that file on my desk by yesterday morning and now, I don't have the reports I need to draft profit projections for the third quarter!” Summer bit out into the phone. Her secretary poked her head in.</description>
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Summer went over her quarterly reports from her perch on Kaine's lap.

Kaine peere over Summer's shoulder and watched what she was up to, peeking back at his phone to check his own stocks and bonds every so often.

Summer turned her head and kissed his cheek, keeping her reports visible so her Wolf could see. Always working hard, these two.</description>
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Previous: The Business of Being the She Wolf

Hoooo boy, this was bad. She didn't know what all he wanted from her but she had to be careful. He was handsome. And he was being so…affectionate.

“Sean Flannery is the man who keeps trying to make hostile bids. It's…not the first time he's…</description>
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It was the afternoon of the Met Gala Ball. Summer was zipping herself into a dark green gown, her eyes looking at herself in the floor-length mirror, smiling as she watched Kaine fastening his cufflinks behind her.

Winter and Stacy were downstairs, Stacy was curling her hair and Winter was applying her makeup while Ethan and Troy got ready as well. Once they'd finished with that, the women began to zip themselves into their dresses, Stacy in a dark purple that set off her…</description>
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Previous: Beauty and the Beast

Stacy pushed open the door and smiled at the woman behind the counter. “Mornin', Katiecat.”

Katie rolled her eyes and smiled. “You can't stay away even on your day off.”

Stacy laughed and shook her head. “Nope, and I brought you a new regular.</description>
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