Maxwell P.O.V
"Boss why was my entire line taken out? I worked so hard!!! WHY ARE YOU DOING THIS??!?!?".
I cringed and pinched the bridge of my nose. "This is a workplace. Lower your voice. I canceled your fashion line because it was trash. Thank you for your hard work. As you know in the fashion industry..ome day your in..and the next day your out".
I put my glasses on and looked back at the paper work I was working on before. My thought process was rudely disrupted when some idiot slammed their hand on my desk.
The office became quiet. Everyone was looking. I sighed and looked up. "Is there a reason why you are disrupting me? I already gave you my response. Can you not make a big scene and leave quietly?".
I just looked down again but someone pulled me up by my shirt. I glared at him. He must not be doing what I think hes doing...he cant be...no one would be that stupid.
I stared down at him.
"Listen you idiot. Why are your pig hands defiling my shirt. Every morning I iron this and make sure my clothes are neat. And your filthy ignorant self just touched those clothes".
He looked shit scared now. Someone had called security and I was taken down. The first thing I did was go to the bathroom. My clothes were all rumpled. At times I could crack when Im stressed or agitated.
I sighed and looked in the mirror. My phone buzzed in my pocket and I picked up.
"Hello?"
"Hey baby. What ya doing?".
I sighed and smiled to myself. "Trying to gather my composure".
All of a sudden Tommy got serious. "What happened Maxwell? Who fucked with you?!?"
I chuckled. "Im fine Thomas. Some idiot just grabbed me by my shirt".
There was silence for a bit. I thought he hung up.
"Thomas?".
"WHAT THE FUCK DO YOU MEAN HE 'ONLY' GRABBED YOUR SHIRT!! WHY THE FUCK IS HE TOUCHING YOU!".
I sighed and rubbed my forehead. "Thomas please calm down. Im fine babe I truly am. Im just fixing my shirt. I have to get back to work so I will talk to you later".
He grunted. "Whatever....I love you".
I smiled to myself. "I love you too. See you at home".
"Bye Maxxy".
"Bye".
I hung up and fixed my shirt. Then I fixed my hair and went back to my work mode. I looked in the mirror one last time then walked out.
Today is gonna be a long day.
Thomas' P.O.V.
I sighed as I hung up with my baby. How the fuck can anyone touch him? Im usually a very nice person.
But when someone touches my boyfriend...I tend to lose control. I ran a hand through my hair and sighed.
"Look what we have here..the forever jolly Thomas is frustrated".
I looked at my co-worker, Lenny. Dont let the name fool you, Lenny is a girl. She has red hair that she dyed herself. If I wasnt in this shop, she would be number one.
I shook my head. "You got a smoke?".
She chukled and sat down next to me. She handed me a cigarette and I lit it and put it to my lips.
"So what has got you so stressed?".
I blew out a big puff of smoke. "Some douche bag thinks he can touch my man". She burst out laughing.
"I should've know. The only reason why you would be sad or mad is because of that business man of yours".
I glared at her and rolled my eyes. I took one long drag of smoke and let it out then smushed the cigarette.
"Break time is over lets get to work".
She smiled and saluted. "Aye aye captain". I shook my head at the silly girl.
I just need my babe right now.
Maxwell's P.O.V.
I looked over at my clock and sighed. 12:00 was displayed. I was not even planning on doing overtime and I forgot to tell Tom.
I looked down at my last file and quickly did it. My stuff was already packed away so I just put that one file away and got my jacket.
My car was the last one in the parking lot. I sighed and quickened my pace to my car. As soon as I was in the car, I turned on the heat and started driving.
Tom didnt even call. He must be really tired. After 15 minutes I had finally gotten home. I rushed out the car and to the door.
Once the door was open, I could see that the living room light was still on. Thomas was snoring light with his arms folded on his chest. I chuckled and took my shoes and jacket off.
I went up to him and kissed his cheek. Before I knew it his hands were pulling me down so that I was under him on the couch.
"Why are you so late Maxwell?"
I played with his hair as he layed his head on my chest. "Sorry I had unplanned overtime"..
He nuzzled me. "I missed you so much today. More than ever".
I smiled ans tilted his face up to me. I leaned down and kissed his lip lightly. "I missed you too my love".
He was more awake now. Tommy smirked and looked up at me. He stood up and looked down at me. Before I had the chance to get up, he threw me over his shoulder. I blushed.
"Thomas I am way too old for you to be doing this!"
He just laughed and walked me to the bedroom. I sighed and just hung there. His hand would sometimes graze my butt amd I would blush.
We finally got to the master bedroom and he put me on the bed. He immediately pressed himself on me after.
"I really did miss you today my darling".
I gulped.
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