Chapter 229 Billionaire's Break Toy Ch6

• He doesn’t know it yet.He doesn’t feel the leash slip from his hand — not at first.To him, she’s still the break toy. The contract. The soft warm thing he bends over glass at midnight when the numbers won’t add up and the boardroom needs new blood.
• But she knows.She feels the crack every time he snaps his fingers without a reason — every time he pulls her off her knees just to push her back down because he can’t think straight unless her mouth is wet around his cock.
• It starts on a Thursday — late again, the tower all hush and glass hum.He’s leaning on the edge of the wide window, skyline at his back, collar undone, belt loose at his hips like he doesn’t even care he left it there for her to stare at.