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My Fallen Werewolf Den
They strode confidently into the imposing edifice of Waltson Corporation, Emily leading the way in her impeccably tailored navy blue pantsuit, Lauretta by her side, and Alex following close behind. Approaching the security gate, Lauretta deftly tapped her ID card, granting them access. Emily proceeded towards the elevator, its doors sliding open to reveal Sarah and Michael already inside, their expressions guarded.Switching gears instantaneously, Emily's demeanor softened into a radiant smile. "Oh, hello Aunt Sarah and Uncle Michael," she greeted warmly, though the tension was palpable in their responses."Emily," Sarah acknowledged with a forced smile, while Michael nodded tersely. "It's been a while.""Indeed," Michael added, his voice tinged with reservation.Observing the awkward exchange, Alex and Lauretta exchanged knowing looks, standing quietly in the background of the elevator, aware of the undercurrents of distrust and uncertainty swirling around them.As the elevator gentl
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Alex sat at his desk, engrossed in the day's newspaper, when his phone rang, shattering his concentration. It was Detective Charles."Charles," he answered, his voice steady. "I'm at the Waltson Corporation building now. Alright, see you soon."Alex immediately stood up, his heart pounding with anticipation. He strode purposefully toward Emily's office. She was deeply immersed in her work, her eyes glued to her computer screen."Come in," she said, not looking up, as he knocked on her glass door. When she finally glanced up, her eyes met his. "Hey, Alex.""I just got hold of Charles. He said he’s on his way here," Alex announced, his voice tinged with urgency.Emily's eyes narrowed with concern. "Uhmm, you know what? Give me a sec," she replied, hastily tidying up her desk. "Meeting him here might not be the best option right now. Remember, I have lots of eyes on me."She pressed a button on the landline, her voice calm but commanding. "Lauretta, please come in."Moments later, Lauret
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Emily and Alex parked in front of a quaint, secluded uncompleted warehouse on the outskirts of town a broken signal, on it written the fifth. The warehouse, adorned with ivy-covered brick walls and vintage outdoor furniture, exuded a rustic charm. They stood waiting, Emily leaning casually against the car, her eyes scanning the surroundings. After about ten minutes, a marked police car pulled up, and out stepped Detective Charles. Charles walked towards them, his demeanor both professional and familiar. Alex moved forward to meet him, away from the car. "Hey Alex," Charles greeted, extending his hand for a shake and pulling Alex into a quick hug. "Hello Charles. How are you doing, brother?" Alex responded, reciprocating the handshake. "I've been good," Charles replied. After the initial greetings, Charles glanced towards the striking woman by the car. "So..." he began, curiosity evident in his tone. "Oh, my bad," Alex said, realizing he hadn't introduced them. "Please, come.
My Fallen Werewolf Emily's Surprise
The next day, Alex pressed the elevator button on his way to get lunch. As he stood waiting for the elevator, he heard the familiar ding and looked up, only to see Michael, Emily’s uncle, standing inside. Alex gave a courtesy nod and stepped in, turning to press the ground floor button. The doors closed with a soft thud, enveloping them in a tense silence."So, you’re the new bodyguard Emily got," Michael said, breaking the silence with a casual tone. Alex, his face stern and strong, responded, "Yes," with a sharp, concise answer.Michael continued, "You are called?""Alex. My name is Alex," he replied, his voice firm."Oh, good," Michael said, his eyes narrowing slightly. "That young girl must have been scared with all the recent attacks..." He let out a scornful smile, his tone dripping with condescension. Alex remained silent, his gaze fixed forward."I guess you must be good; that’s why she hired you," Michael said, stepping closer. "But," he added, lowering his voice, "I can offe
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Emily and Lauretta sat in the conference room with members of the Corporate Investments Department and several company lawyers. The mood was tense, the room buzzing with quiet conversations and the rustling of papers. Emily opened the meeting.“Thank you all for coming on such short notice. We need to discuss the possibility of investing in BioTech Innovations,” Emily began, her voice steady but urgent.One of the investment analysts, John, spoke up first. “Ms. Waltson, BioTech Innovations is not a widely known research company. Their portfolio is limited, and there's a significant lack of transparency about their projects. We don’t have sufficient data to make a solid investment decision.”A lawyer, Susan, added, “From a legal standpoint, we have to be cautious. There are no substantial public records of their research outputs or financial stability. It could be a potential liability for Waltson Corporation.”Emily stood up, her face a mix of determination and frustration. She began
My Fallen Werewolf Ocean's Date
Alex came out of his room after freshening up from work, heading to the room Emily had created for him—or as they jokingly called it, the werewolf lair. As he entered the living room, he was struck by the sight of Emily. She was dressed for her dinner date in a sleek, midnight-blue cocktail dress that hugged her figure elegantly. The dress featured a subtle shimmer, catching the light just enough to highlight her curves. Her hair was styled in soft waves cascading over her shoulders, and her makeup was flawlessly applied, enhancing her natural beauty. She wore delicate silver earrings and matching heels that added a touch of sophistication to her ensemble.Alex was astounded by how stunning she looked. He walked towards her, trying to appear casual, and pretended to get a glass of water. Emily, unaware of Alex's admiring stare, smiled and said, "I'll see you in a bit," as she prepared to head out.Unable to contain himself, Alex blurted out, "Should I drive you?" He tried to mask his
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The ding sound of the machine, signaling the completion of the analysis, brought Alex back to reality. He stood up from the couch, removing the connections from his body and head. "What is the result of the processor?" he called out to the AI.A ring-ring-ring sound, indicating processing, filled the air. Then Dune responded, "Hello Alex, your vitals are really off the charts. Comparing your data from a day before, you seem to have an increased level of orexin, which saves agitation. Are you bothered about anything?""No," Alex replied, though he wondered if worrying about Emily’s date could be the reason why his data was off the charts. He said, "I'll be going out for a walk," as he left the room.He went to his bedroom, changed into trainers and joggers, and headed outside to jog. He ran around the town for almost an hour before returning to the house. Entering all sweaty, he walked to the kitchen counter, opened the fridge, took out a bottle of water, and drank i
My Fallen Werewolf The Mercedes
After Breakfast, Emily led them to her home office and they sat down. "I got the list," Charles began, handing over a folder to Emily. Inside was a detailed list of people who owned Mercedes in the city. Emily passed it to Lauretta, who quickly took a shot of the documents."Dune, kindly check the list of these people and cross-reference their relationships with any military officers," Lauretta instructed.Charles watched, puzzled, as a voice responded, "Scanning the documents." He realized Dune was an AI, impressed by the seamless integration of technology in Emily's operations. As they sat down there, Charles grew increasingly curious about why they weren’t immediately acting on the list.Suddenly, Dune's voice interrupted the silence. "We have three people on the list with connections to the military."Charles was caught off guard. Before he could process the information, Alex spoke up, "Can we have the list?" At that moment, a projector screen rolled down, displaying pictures of t
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My Fallen Werewolf The Strategy
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My Fallen Werewolf The Mercedes
After Breakfast, Emily led them to her home office and they sat down. "I got the list," Charles began, handing over a folder to Emily. Inside was a detailed list of people who owned Mercedes in the city. Emily passed it to Lauretta, who quickly took a shot of the documents."Dune, kindly check the list of these people and cross-reference their relationships with any military officers," Lauretta instructed.Charles watched, puzzled, as a voice responded, "Scanning the documents." He realized Dune was an AI, impressed by the seamless integration of technology in Emily's operations. As they sat down there, Charles grew increasingly curious about why they weren’t immediately acting on the list.Suddenly, Dune's voice interrupted the silence. "We have three people on the list with connections to the military."Charles was caught off guard. Before he could process the information, Alex spoke up, "Can we have the list?" At that moment, a projector screen rolled down, displaying pictures of t
