My Dirty Wolf Dream

My Dirty Wolf Dream

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My name is Kat and well Life....Life for me is just getting started. I got my dream job and my dream boss. Literally. Kat has worked hard for as long as she can remember. She's dreamed of coming and conquering the fashion world then finding that perfect guy and settling down with a family of her own. When she finally gets the job she is determined to keep it and make it to the top so she can finally do what she has always planned. Kat has always been that person who loves and needs order, so what happens when the guy of her dreams comes to give her a life that can only be real in a fantasy. Will she let him come and give her orderly life a wild ride. I mean she can't let every masculine, sexy, almost animal-like man come and take everything she's worked hard to get and mess it all up,claiming he can be all she wanted and everything she'll ever need.Can she?
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