Craving My Ruthless Ceo novel Chapter 130

Chapter 130

Anna’s POV

My hand reached for his chest, pressed flat against where his heart beat strong and steady beneath my palm.

“Your heart.”

He went still, but this time he didn’t pull away.

“I don’t know if I have one to give.”

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The words carved a hollow feeling inside me. Tears burned behind my eyes, but I refused to let them fall. How could he be so certain about something like that?

Anger flared hot in my chest and I turned around, trying to put distance between us.

“Well then, there’s nothing in it for me.”

“You’re wrong.”

His arms wrapped around my waist from behind again, this time pulling me back with more force.

My back hit his chest hard and his grip was possessive.

“There’s so much for us both.”

His voice was rough and low against my ear. The sound sent shivers racing down my spine.

I felt his other hand come up and brush my hair away from my eck, gathering it to one side.

I tried to force my body to stay rigid, to not give in to what he was doing to me. But I was shaking, trembling with the effort of holding myself together when all I wanted was to lean into him.

His lips touched the curve where my neck met my shoulder and his tongue traced a slow path up to my pulse point.

I gasped and my hands flew down, fingers digging into his thighs where they pressed against the back of mine.

“I’ll respect you.” His tongue traced another line and his teeth scraped lightly against my skin. “Provide for you.”

His mouth trailed lower, found my collarbone through the fabric and his teeth grazed there too. “Protect you.” Through my dress, his hands moved up my ribs, slow and deliberate, until his thumbs brushed the underside of my breasts. “And make your pleasure my utmost priority.”

A moan escaped my throat and my head fell back further. My body was on fire and coherent thought became impossible.

“All that sounds really great.” My voice came out breathy and shaky.

I tilted my head and somehow met his gaze. “But it’s not enough for me.”

He went still. His hands stopped moving. His eyes searched mine like he was trying to decode a language he’d never learned, like maybe in the past it had always been enough, maybe for other women, but he was starting to understand it wouldn’t be enough for me.

He spun me around again and this time I saw confusion flash across his face, almost vulnerable before it disappeared behind his usual control.

“What would be enough for you, Anna?”

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“I want more.” My voice shook. “I want to experience true love.”

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Shock crossed his features like I’d just asked for the unthinkable His jaw tightened and for a long moment he just stared at me. Then he found his voice,

“Why does love matter to you so much?”

1 felt exasperation rise up, hot and desperate.

“Because love is everything. It’s the foundation, the bond that makes a relationship real and not just some transaction. Love is what makes you want to protect someone, not because it’s in a contract but because you can’t imagine your world without them. It’s choosing them every single day, even when it’s hard, especially when it’s hard. It’s vulnerability and trust and knowing that someone sees all of you, the broken parts and the beautiful parts, and they stay anyway. Without love, what you’re offering is just a business deal dressed up in intimacy. And I deserve more than that.”

Roman’s expression shifted.

“I can give you most of this if you let me.”

“You said it yourself.” I shook my head. “You’re not capable of love. And I believe you are if you just try. But you’re not willing

to.”

“I don’t want to promise something I can’t give, Anna.”

His voice was lower now. “This is all I can offer right now. It might not be everything you want. But I promise you won’t regret being mine.”

I thought about everything he was offering. It sounded good on paper, sounded like security and passion and intensity. The emotional part of me wanted to jump, wanted to say yes and figure out the rest later. But he withheld the main thing I needed and I felt it like a physical ache.

“To what end?” I demanded. “A heartbreak?”

“Not if we’re honest with each other.”

The question that had been lingering at the back of my mind since this conversation began finally pushed its way out.

“How many women have you had this arrangement with?”

He went still. “Does it matter?”

“Yes. Tell me.”

He exhaled slowly. “Maybe thirty.”

Warning bells went off in my head, screaming that this was all I needed to know, that it would never work, that I should run while I still could.

“Thirty?” My voice came out strangled. “Roman, that’s insane.

“To you, maybe. I’m forty. I started when I was twenty. That’s twenty years. Thirty women in twenty years is one and a half years per woman, hardly excessive.”

He didn’t soften it.

“They weren’t one-night mistakes. They were contractual relationships, I told you, this is all I’ve done?

“Like that makes a difference. I felt lightheaded. I have barely any experience compared to you”

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My throat tightened.

“How am I even supposed to compete with that?”

“I would never ask you to compete with anyone from my past.”

His hands cupped my cheeks, firm, holding me in place. “You’d outshine them without trying.”

His thumbs brushed beneath my eyes.

“All I need is for you to trust me. I’ll guide you through it. Every part.”

I pulled back slightly.

“And what makes me different out of all these women?”

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