Max gets pissed

Simmons sat in his chair in front of his computer, looking at the door, the time was a little after 3am, Max would be walking in any moment...

In the dim moonlight of the luxurious hotel room Max laid on the queen-size bed clutching the thick duvet around her naked body. She could feel Gibbons' warm body rub against her and it made her shudder. She had fucked him on the sofa, the let him wash her in the shower before her did her again here on the bed, the strong musky smell of sex still in the air.

While he was fucking her on the bed his cell phone had rung, it was a girl, Sally, Gibbons' seven year old daughter wanted to know what her daddy was doing. Gibbons had rolled off her, went into the bathroom after which Max heard sobs.

What had she become?

She was tearing a family apart to help a corrupt cop. She looked up at the clack next to the bed; 2:55am, Simmons' would be expecting her to return. By the sound of Gibbons' breathing, Max could tell he was still awake, probably to eaten up by guilt to sleep.

She held her breathe as she slipped out from beneath the covers then slowly made her way out of the room. Max headed into the living room, quickly grabbing her dress and slipping it on. She grabbed her sandals and left the hotel suite.

Max walked into Simmons' loft to the nauseating sound of him applauding her. She looked up to see him smiling at her, behind him was a video of her fucking Gibbons running.

"Nice Max, very nice" that stupid grin that she despised was again across his face. "Your performance was... pornographic."

"Fuck you" Max spat.

"Oh come now, you know I'll make this worth your while."

Max couldn't take it anymore, her blood boiled over; who the fuck did this prick think he was"

Simmons was about to open his mouth to speak again when he saw Max charge at him faster than he thought it possible for a person to move.

There was a yell then a crash of a window braking, then Simmons found himself dangling eight stories in the air. He looked up terrified to see Max holding his leg with one hand stretched out the window.

"Listen up, I think you're thru fucking me around, if I don't hear what I want to hear from you now I let go kay."

"What the fuck you crazy bitch?"

Max loosened her grip, Simmons slipping slightly before she tightened it again.

"Okay, okay, shit, hold on lady."

"Good, now that I have your attention. First, if I ever see you near me or my friends, I'll ring your neck, check?"

"Yeaah, yeah, fine"

"Next, you're gonna destroy the evidence against Gibbons, then confess.. Oh, and I"ll know whether you did, and if you didn't I'l be back, and you don't want that."

"F--fine."

"Good."

Max pulled Simmons back thru the window then lunged him across the room, he hit the far wall dislocating his shoulder as he hit it, "Ahhh."

Max walked over him, "You have one day."

With that she left the loft.