###How to Break a Billionaire
"You have no idea what you're doing to me," Alexander muttered.
Charlotte leaned in, her lips brushing his ear. "That's the idea."
She kissed him again — deeper this time, letting her tongue flick just enough to make him groan. He arched beneath her, tension coiled and trembling under every inch of skin.
And then she reached for the **rope**.
Soft, velvet-like, and absurdly luxurious. Because of course Valeria didn't do anything basic.
Alexander felt the shift in energy.
"…Is that—?"
"Mmhmm." Charlotte ran the rope along his bare chest. "Too much?"
He hesitated. For a second.
His jaw flexed, fighting the instinct to flip the script — to be the one in control, as always.
But then Charlotte leaned down and kissed the hollow of his throat, slow and lingering, while her fingers teased the line of his waistband.
"Just relax," she whispered. "I'll make it worth your while."
