Wolves of Roma

Prince of Roma- Chapter 9

ghijagelka:  A thought of yours, I couldn't resist.

Chapter 9

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Loveland, Colorado

The contractor looked at the facility he was building. It was almost complete, they had to build night and day to be on schedule. Their client had given them an aggressive schedule and they had met it, the finishing touches were being put and in the next fifteen days they would be able to hand over the facility to his client on time.

The challenge was to build it to the exact specifications the client had asked. Apparently it would be used to store some hi-tech military equipment his client manufactured. This was a massive storage facility with some serious security and it costed a hell of a lot to build it. The contractor was happy though, he would make his thirty percent of profit, the client had thrown money at him apparently they needed the facility in a fucking hurry.

That was one reason he accepted the contract with such aggressive timelines, the money was too good to be true. He had been skeptical in the beginning so he did his homework, he had looked in to this company before accepting the contract, he had never heard of this company before. 'American Metallurgy Inc.' it was called and they made weapons and ammunition for military and after a little more digging he found that this company was owned by one more company in Washington DC.

So he called a friend of his in the pentagon a classmate of his from school he would surely be able to shed some light on this company. He did, he said that the company was a serious player and was sitting on some fat contracts awarded by Uncle Sam.

The parent company was called, American Avionics.

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"I better get you home" he pulled away reluctantly, they had started one more make out session, but he stopped pulling away. A guy could only take so much before combusting and they were not at a stage where they could take it forward a little more.

"Ok" she whispered huskily equally disappointed. He caused all kinds of funny feelings inside her, he reduced her to a putty in his hands and his lips should come with a warning label! They were lethal.

She had spent her evening trying to get some homework done and he trying to steal some kisses from her, he won mostly. Then they had ordered dinner and she had finally settled down and finished her homework after which they wound up on the couch which they were currently on.

She got up from the comfort of his lap and sighed, already missing it's warmth, turning around she started collecting her things but suddenly paused and looked back and found him busily adjusting his pants strategically. Which he stopped in a hurry as he saw her eyeing him. Goddamn boner!

"What?" he asked her, she had clearly turned to him with something in her mind.

"You never told me what Alex told you, for you to think..." she trailed off.

"Ah!" he said, trying to figure out where to begin "He mentioned he spoke to you in the morning and that the conversation might have come up to which you didn't react positively" he said trying to gauge her reaction carefully.

She narrowed her eyed and pulled her lips in to a thin line "So he played both of us."

Maxwell looked at her, she was right "I guess he did" he voiced grimly.