Tension builds in the boardroom, but not just from the heated debate. Under the table, Justice's leg brushes against her colleague's, sending a jolt of excitement through her. She's been craving a break, a chance to release the pressure in more ways than one. As they adjourn, she corners him in the copy room, her hand firmly on his chest. "I need a fuck break," she growls, pushing him against the photocopier. His eyes widen, but he doesn't resist as she unbuckles his pants, revealing a rock-hard stress reliever just for her.