Craving My Ruthless Ceo novel Chapter 154

Chapter 154

Anna’s POV

Roman was never going to let me live that night down.

I wanted to throw my phone across the room.

Me: You are the absolute worst.

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Roman Blackwood: I’m honest. There’s a difference. Now stop deflecting and answer my question. Did you like the gift?

I stared at the screen, pretending outrage while secretly loving every word.

Me: I haven’t even looked at it properly. And I’m not going to. I’m sending it back.

Roman Blackwood: No, you’re not.

Me: Yes, I am.

Roman Blackwood: It’s part of the campaign, Anna. I want to preview how the design looks on you. Consider it work related.

He expected me to believe this was work related?

Me: You’re lying.

Anna: There are plenty of professional models you could preview it on. Not me.

Roman Blackwood: I don’t want to see it on a model. I want to see it on you.

My pulse raced. I stared at the screen, reading his words over and over.

Anna: Roman, I’m not doing this.

I put the phone aside, turning my attention back to the lingerie. The silk felt incredible between my fingers, soft and smooth and impossibly delicate,

Part of me wanted to try it on. Just to see. Just to know what it felt like.

But sending him a picture, that was crossing a line,

The phone buzzed repeatedly. I glanced at the screen.

Roman Blackwood: Anna.

Roman Blackwood: Don’t test my patience.

Roman Blackwood: If you don’t put it on and send me a picture, I’ll come to your apartment and make you

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try it on myself.

My breath hitched.

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Would he actually do that? Show up at my door, walk into my apartment, and demand I model lingerie for him in person?

Yes. He absolutely would.

Roman Blackwood: I’m waiting.

I grabbed the lingerie from the box, my heart pounding as I walked toward the bathroom.

This was insane. I shouldn’t be doing this.

But even as I told myself that, I was already closing the bathroom door behind me.

This was only happening because Roman was impossible to refuse. Because he had threatened to show up. Because he was my boss and it was technically work related.

But that wasn’t entirely true.

I wanted to try it on and see how it looked on me, even if I wasn’t sure I had the body to pull it off.

Still, I needed to see the reaction I would get from him. The same hunger I had seen in his eyes when he touched me in his office, when he made me fall apart with his fingers inside me while he watched every expression cross my face.

I placed my phone on the bathroom counter, then stripped out of my shorts and top, letting them fall to the floor in a heap.

Then I picked up the bra, studying the delicate lace and thin straps,

It took me a moment to figure out the clasps, but once I had it on, I turned toward the mirror.

The fit was almost too perfect, like it had been made specifically for me.

The silk hugged my breasts, lifting them slightly. The lace detailing along the top created a subtle pattern against my skin.

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My nipples were visible through the sheer fabric, two small peaks pressing against the silk,

They were already hardening, responding to the cool air and the forbidden nature of what I was doing.

I felt exposed and vulnerable, but also beautiful.

I pulled on the panties next, sliding them up my thighs. They sat low on my hips, the lace trim barely covering the curve of my backside,

I turned slightly, studying my reflection from different angles.

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My waist looked narrower in this. My hips fuller. The curve of my ass was emphasized by the cut of the panties, the lace trim drawing attention to the swell of flesh.

The lingerie matched my skin perfectly, blending so seamlessly it almost felt like I wasn’t wearing anything at all.

I traced my hands over my stomach, down along the curve of my waist to my hips. For the first time in a long time, I didn’t notice imperfections.

The way my breasts and hips settled, the gentle softness of my lower belly, everything looked like curves. Feminine, sensual, undeniably me.

My hands moved higher, brushing over my breasts. My nipples tightened further at the contact, visible peaks straining against the silk.

I could feel them, sensitive and aching, begging for more attention.

I picked up my phone from where I had left it on the bathroom counter.

Roman had sent three more messages.

Roman Blackwood: Anna.

Roman Blackwood: I’m not a patient man.

Roman Blackwood: Don’t make me come over there.

I took a breath, then positioned myself in front of the mirror. I held the phone up, angling it to capture my reflection.

The first photo showed me standing, one hand resting on my hip. The bathroom lighting cast soft light across my body, highlighting the curve of my waist and the swell of my breasts. My nipples were clearly visible through the sheer silk, two caramel points pressing against the fabric.

I took another photo, this time sitting on the edge of my bed with my legs crossed. The angle showed more of my thighs, the way the panties sat against my skin, the curve of my hips and the shadow between my legs.

Before I could talk myself out of it, I attached both photos to a message.

Anna: Happy now?

I hit send.

Then I sat there, staring at the screen, my heart racing so fast I thought it might burst out of my chest.

I can’t believe I’m sexting my boss.

The thought should have horrified me. Instead, it made everything feel more forbidden, more exciting.

The three dots appeared almost instantly, indicating he was typing.

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Roman Blackwood: Fuck, Anna.

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Roman Blackwood: You look irresistible. Sheer perfection. The sight a man prays to see just once, and after that, nothing else compares. He’s ruined for life.

Roman Blackwood: Do you have any idea what you’re doing to me right now?

Heat spread through my body as his words sank in. I pressed my thighs together, suddenly aware of the silk against my skin, how it brushed against places that were already sensitive.

I managed to keep my tone casual as I typed.

Anna: Thanks.

Roman Blackwood: Thanks? That’s all I get?

I bit my lip, trying to keep my composure even though my hands were shaking.

Anna: What else do you want me to say?

Roman Blackwood: Tell me how it feels. How it makes you feel.

I stared at the message, my breath coming faster.

Anna: Why do you care so much?

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