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BADDWOLF Chapter 18: Holding Horses For Jackasses
Chapter 18: Holding Horses For JackassesThe Attison District, Temple City (3040)..... Just about every ache and pain imaginable had been going through the body of one pissed-off detective Ian Baddwulf as he found himself rousing outside the blazing building known formerly as The Dope Diamond Club in Attison District. He had had a hell of a day as it was with the trek to The Bowery and dealing with whatever idiot that passed for a gangster trying to make a name for themselves by bumping off the rich schmuck whose wife was two-timing him with his best friend. Then he had gotten the old lawyer to grease his palms and rain black pennies into his lap only for him to venture to The Dope Diamond and have more of Blackie Clay's idiot goons make a spectacle of themselves by shooting up the place and setting it a blaze. The word tired had not even begun to describe what Baddwulf felt as he climbed to his feet dusting off the debris, soot, and broken glass that lined his now dirty suit and
BADDWOLF Chapter 19: The Common Cure For The Wicked Man's Blues
Chapter 19: The Common Cure For The Wicked Man's BluesApartment 42, The Bowerstone Apartment Complex, 4th And Flint Street, The Attison District, Temple City (3040)..... Sticking the key into his front door had been a lot less troublesome this time around as Baddwulf found himself finally back at his apartment and once more alone with Sully having come rushing to the door only to take note of Baddwulf and flick his tail in disgust before heading back toward the bedroom where he'd taken over his master's bed. Baddwulf rolled his eyes at the lackluster greeting he received and made his way over toward his favorite armchair after locking up. He tossed his coat and suit jacket onto the nearby sofa and his keys onto the coffee table and sat back in the chair lounging for all he was worth in the wake of the many aches and pains that radiated through his battered body. He was all kinds of hurt and angry, but most of all he'd been highly flustered. He'd gone down to The Dope Diamond to
BADDWOLF Chapter 20: A Primitive Intrigue
Chapter 20: A Primitive Intrigue Apartment 42, The Bowerstone Apartment Complex, 4th And Flint Street, The Attison District, Temple City (3040)..... Heavy breaths passed from the harsh lips of private detective Ian Baddwulf as he leaned his winded body against the equally winded Mrs. Collins as she continued to cling to him in the wake of their heated act. She kissed his lips with all the passion she could muster as they took a moment to catch their collective breath and ride the wave of their mutual releases. Baddwulf was drenched in sweat from head to toe as his messy black hair glistened along with the rest of him in the wake of his taking Mrs. Collins up against his kitchen wall. It had not been an ideal location for rutting but he was in desperate need of relief and she was more than willing to accommodate him. The scent of arousal had been high as he slowly backed away from her and allowed her to put her feet back on the floor as he stood with his still erect cock pointed
BADDWOLF Chapter 21: Unwanted Interruptions Per The Usual
Chapter 21: Unwanted Interruptions Per The Usual Apartment 42, The Bowerstone Apartment Complex, 4th And Flint Street, The Attison District, Temple City (3040)..... Loud knocking had roused the late slumbering Baddwulf as his blue eyes burst open and a look of annoyance spread across his ruggedly handsome bearded face. He had not been much for having his sleep interrupted and as such roared with great rage as he stormed through his living room and pulled open the front door to find that he'd been face to face with a cowering man small and nearly blading man wearing casual clothes with knobby knees trying his best not to incur his wrath as he pointed in the direction of the low life gangsters that Baddwulf knew first hand had not been looking for any assistance of any kind pertaining to his detective work. In his haste to answer the door, he had not been able to put on much aside from his boxer shorts as the tough guys pulled him out of his apartment and tossed him down the stair
BADDWOLF Chapter 22: Getting Down To Business
Chapter 22: Getting Down To BusinessApartment 42, The Bowerstone Apartment Complex, 4th And Flint Street, The Attison District, Temple City (3040)..... By the time Baddwulf had stepped out of his bedroom, freshly showered and dressed in one of his usual nonpressed and sloppily thrown-together suits, this time with a cream-colored button-down shirt with an open collar and dark trousers with a pair of dark brown dress shoes, he had thrown on a dark suit jacket this time wanting to forgo the trench coat in light of the heat wave that was still going on. Jake and Sullivan had been chatting it up in the kitchen as Baddwulf entered making his way to the retro iron fridge and grabbing a carton of orange juice from it as he held the door open. It was dark inside indicating that the bulb had gone out once again but he didn't seem to care much as he turned up the carton and drank directly out of the opening. Jake shook his head as he watched his less-than-mannerable boss move about his kit
BADDWOLF Chapter 23: Singing Like A Couple Of Canaries
Chapter 23: Singing Like A Couple Of CanariesThe Basement, Interior Local Corner Store, The Attison District, Temple City (3040)..... A puff of thick cigarette smoke filled the faces of the barely rousing hoods in their fancy zoot suits who found themselves awakening in a cramped dark basement with a rather testy and actively smoking, Baddwulf kneeling beside them sizing them up face to face before blowing smoke from his orange-tipped thin white cigarette into their collective faces. They made a show of coughing in the wake of the smoke entering their eyes, noses, and mouths as Baddwulf smirked still taking a few puffs before pulling back and extending himself to his full impressive height as he glared rather murderously at the two of them. He had been short on patience given who they had claimed to work for and even less in a mood to be kind after his earlier brawl with a few associates of theirs."Alright tweedle dee and tweedle dum, which one of you is gonna tell me why Blacky
BADDWOLF Chapter 24: When The Wolf Comes Knocking
Chapter 24: When The Wolf Comes Knocking The Pits, Fifth And Central Ave, The Attison District, Temple City (3040)..... A good deal of shouting and screams filled the air as well as the telltale sounds of a scuffle just before one of the on-duty goons found himself kicked through the heavy wooden doors of the hideout spot where the known petty hood, Blacky Clay had been stationed in a bid to cause as much chaos to Attison District as possible. Baddwulf had not particularly taken too kindly to the nuisance causing him problems beforehand but to take out The Dope Diamond, there wasn't a goon alive that would keep the determined and utterly furious werewolf from snapping the uppity little hoodlum's neck. He tossed about the would-be tryhards with ease knocking their respective heads together and throwing them across the area and the room once he'd kicked his way in. Rage had been prominent behind his dark eyes as the eerie glow of red took hold, he'd been out for blood given the w
BADDWOLF Chapter 25: The Bruised And The Battered
Chapter 25: The Bruised And The Battered Dark Alley, 4th Street, The Attison District, Temple City (3040)..... After taking a few drags from his cigarette, Baddwulf rolled his eyes and willed himself to get to his feet. It had not been without difficulty given his injuries at the hands and horns of the bull Blacky Clay had on his payroll, but he managed to get back to it, slowly limping back toward his apartment building. He'd concluded based on how much pain he'd been in that he'd need quite a few days of sleep to recover and a good deal of strong whiskey. The aches and pains had been all part of the job as Baddwulf recalled going through much worse in his line of work and during his time as an active enforcer in his father's crime family. He continued to puff on his cigarette annoyed that this was one of the few times he couldn't venture to The Dope Diamond and let Cheetah do away with all his misery all with the shaking of her shapely young arse covered in spots and yellow f
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