The billionaire's Toy

Ice

My doubts increased, what the hell was that?

Was that some kind of deal?

Does she have to sleep with other men in front of him to keep her job?

Deep down, I was terrified, I didn't want to be in that situation where I have to offer my body in exchange for my job.

Since I was his secretary maybe tomorrow might be my turn to be used and fucked like that.

I didn't know Killian was like that and that alone scared the crap out of me.

I can't keep doing this.

I rather go back to being a masseuse with low pay than a company's slut for the boss to work out his deals.

I fled the club before anyone could notice me. There was no way in hell I was taking this lightly.

It was a good thing I wasn't over in my head about the job, I was still in my old apartment and it was good enough for me.

I stayed home the next day, I wasn't in the mood to go to work, and frankly, I didn't want to see Killian either.

Yesterday's adventures were still fresh in my mind. The look in his cold eyes got to me.

He didn't care that someone was screaming and getting pounded next to him.

He simply didn't care, he was ruthless.
As much as I found it attractive, it also scared the hell out of me.

Alice was very capable, strong, and very efficient at her job. I admired her despite her maliciousness towards me but it looks like there was always a price.

The phone ringing moved me from my daydreaming.

"Hello?" I answered.

"Why are you not at work?" Alice's voice cut through the greeting.

I sighed, this was the part I hated the most.

"About that, I was going to turn in my resignation letter today. Please tell the boss to accept it." I plead with her.

The silence on the other side made me so nervous.

"Your loss," she said as she hung up.

She would be delighted to deliver the message to Killian that I was gone. It was something she wanted all this time.

I sighed, it was over.

I was free.

So I thought...

It wa late in the àfternoon when I got a message from a number with a short message.

Room 209, now!

I gulped, it was Killian. He wanted to see me.

I texted him back saying I was busy. I just dropped my phone when it rang.

I stared at the vibrating object wondering if I should pick it up or not.
If I do, I was in trouble. And if I don't I was in bigger trouble.

The first one seems like the perfect choice.

I picked it up, wincing when his voice pierced my eardrums.

"What the hell do you think you are doing?" He barked.

"Nothing, I don't want to see you," I confess.

"I don't care. You have twenty minutes to show up here and explain yourself or you will be held responsible for my actions."

"What? Are you threatening me?" I asked in disbelief.

"I don't make threats. If I don't see you here in twenty minutes then I would make sure you never work for anyone in this city again." He said as he hung up.

My jaw dropped at the tone dial. Did he mean that?

I gave myself a little pep talk on how I was going to end things with him in the best way possible and go my way.

I didn't want to be a slave to him or anyone for that matter.

I got dressed and headed to the hotel, my heart beating so fast I was afraid people could hear it beat.

The receptionist was kind enough to lead me to the room. I felt like a lamb being led to the slaughter house.

I knocked on the door and he answered.

"Enter,"

I froze. His voice was colder than ice and when I stepped into the room, I swear I shuddered.

The temperature dropped to a few degrees and Killian was seated on the edge of the bed, staring right at me.

His gaze reminded me of that of a predator as he watched me. My heart pounded as I waited.

He seems to be waiting for me to say something.

Here goes nothing.

"I don't want to be your slave anymore," I said with my eyes closed.

Silence.

He kept mute, I opened my eyes as he just sat there, staring right at me.

I made up my mind to leave the room having said my piece when he spoke.

"Kneel,"

Automatically I fell to my knees before I knew what was going on. I closed my eyes in humiliation.

"Good girl," he said.

We both stared at each other, no words needed in this moment to understand that I was in trouble with my master.

He stood, walking towards me in two strides.

"Now, tell me why you want to leave," he said calmly.

Way too calmly.

I swallowed, "I followed you and Alice into the club and I saw everything. I don't want to end up selling my body to get on your good graces," I sobbed.

He tilted his head to the side as he regarded me with a confused look.

"What?"

"I am sorry I followed you but I don't want to end up like that working for you. I don't want to have to sleep with other men to get into your good graces." I sobbed even harder.

"I would never let another man touch you, Catalina." He said softly.

A sob broke out of me at his tone. So soft that it made me yearn to hear it more.

"Don't think I won't punish you for bailing on me." He says,

"Yes master." I nod obediently.

I didn't expect anything else from him. He pulled me to my feet and hugged me. I sobbed uncontrollably into his chest.

He grabbed my face as he kissed me passionately.

I melted into his embrace as I matched his energy.

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Hi guys, sorry I haven't posted. Dealing with a loss right now. A reader reached out to me yesterday and pleaded and even though I didn't have it in to me to write anything, I decided to do that. It wouldn't be fair to leave you hanging. Please be patient with me.
Thank you.🥰