Craving My Ruthless Ceo novel Chapter 201

Chapter 201

Anna’s POV

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The water was scalding against my skin, but I welcomed it. I sank deeper into the tub, letting the heat seep into my bones, washing away the trauma of last night.

Pierre’s hands on me. The drugs coursing through my system. The helplessness.

I closed my eyes and took a shaky breath.

But Roman saved you. He came for you.

If Roman hadn’t gotten there on time, I couldn’t imagine what would have happened to me. The fear I felt when Pierre’s creepy, disgusting hands grazed my skin made my stomach turn even now.

But then flashes of Roman saving me, carrying me out of there, flooded my mind. My heart relaxed.

I was safe now. Back in Zoe’s apartment, though after living here for months, I’d started thinking of it as home too. My

sanctuary.

The water lapped against my collarbone as I shifted, and that’s when the other memories flooded back.

Not of Pierre.

Of Roman.

Of being tied up earlier that evening, before we’d even gone to the hospital. Bound. My wrists secured to the bed with his tie while he stood over me, studying me like I was something he wanted to devour.

God, the spanking.

I’d seen the marks in the mirror earlier when I took off my clothes. Red handprints blooming across my skin. Evidence of what he’d done to me. My wrists were slightly bruised from struggling against the restraints.

At first, the idea had seemed grotesque. Degrading to be tied up like that. Surrendering control. Relinquishing every ounce of power to him. Being at his complete mercy.

I’d thought I’d hate it.

But after he bound my wrists against the bedpost, had me on my knees, and was behind me, stroking my body with something light, my eyes were tied, and I imagined it was feathers. Using my imagination, not being able to see but only feel, was a different kind of erotic experience.

But I didn’t want to give in easily and show him that I was enjoying this new sensation. So I fought him with my words and my body.

And then the punishment came.

Each strike had been caught between pain and pleasure, a sharp sting that morphed into something intoxicating It sounded masochistic even in my own head, but I couldn’t deny the truth

He’d broken me down piece by piece. And the worst part? I’d loved every second, more than I was willing to admit even to myself.

And then his touch afterward. How gentle he’d been. How he’d stroked my skin, soothed the burn, made me feel cherished

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even as he pushed me to my limits.

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His voice echoed in my mind, rough and commanding, telling me to take my words back and tell him the truth.

I would have confessed every deep, dark secret.

But thankfully, that’s when Zenco knocked, and once again, life was saving me from myself.

A loud knock on the bathroom door made me jolt upright, water sloshing over the edge of the tub.

“Anna? Are you in there?”

Zoe’s voice.

I blinked, pulling myself out of the fog of memories.

“Hmmm?” My voice came out breathless. “Yes. I’m just soaking.”

“Oh.” A pause. “You got me worried for a moment. You never lock the bathroom door.”

Shit. I hadn’t even realized I’d locked it.

“I just needed some privacy,” I said quickly. “You know, after last night and everything.”

“Right. Of course.” Another pause. “Hey, I didn’t hear from you all night. Or this morning. How did it go with Laurent?”

My heart sank.

If I started telling her the story now, Zoe would burst through that door, lock or no lock, and demand every detail.

‘I’ll tell you everything once I’m out,” I called. “Just give me a moment.”

‘Okay.” Her voice was closer now, like she’d pressed herself against the door. “But I’m waiting right outside. And I mean right outside.”

I heard her settle onto the floor with a soft thump.

Of course she does.

I let out a long breath and forced myself to focus, to push Roman out of my mind.

Because Zoe meant it. She’d camp outside that door until I emerged.

I began washing quickly, scrubbing away the remnants of last night, both the trauma and the pleasure.

You have to let Roman go and snap out of this deluded fantasy. Only pain lay at the end.

The thought was cold, but it was the truth I didn’t want to hear.

Roman didn’t want a regular relationship. He wanted me to be his mistress. Available whenever he needed me

That alone was twisted, but I’d almost convinced myself it was normal. For a billionaire, anyway.

But now?

Now I knew he had this sadistic, kinky sexual appetite. He liked to tie women up, torture them for his pleasure, control them

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