Chapter 38: She No Idea
Roman’s POV
Anna had no idea what she was asking of me.
No fucking idea.
She thought she had me figured out. That I was the CEO who demanded control above all else, a man who valued consent.
She was right about that part. I would never take a woman without her consent, without her wanting me just as badly.
But trusting me was the mistake.
She had no idea about the dark side I kept hidden from the world, the parts of me I had ensured no one ever saw. The control she trusted I had was hanging by a thin thread with each moment of lying next to her. Just having her by my side and not being able to touch her was torture itself. And now she was asking. I would walk into the fire willingly without considering the consequences.
Even now, when she was vulnerable and traumatized, all I should care about was her well-being. But instead….
I wanted her in ways that made me a selfish bastard.
She had no idea how badly I wanted to pull her against me, to feel every soft curve pressed to mine. I wanted to taste the skin of her neck, hear her moan, erase every memory of that psychotic maniac who had dared to put his filthy hands on her.
Fuck. I had no business thinking like this. I should have been focused on her safety, on her well-being, not on the urge to corrupt her innocence. Not on the way my body reacted just from lying beside her. Not on how every breath she took made me want to close the distance and claim her mouth with mine.
Kiss her. Touch her. Make her forget.
This was exactly why I did this. Why I built my walls so high no one could ever scale them.
But she was testing me. Pushing. Seeing how far I would go.
The smart thing would be to shut this down. Tell her no. Move to the couch. Put distance between us.
But I had never been smart when it came to Anna Winters.
Her voice cut through my thoughts, soft and certain.
“Mr. Blackwood, you said I should never trust a man. But after watching you rescue me without thinking about your own safety…”
She let out a slow breath, as though she still couldn’t quite believe it.
“No one has ever done that for me before. So I’m choosing to trust you.”
Christ.
She thought I was the good guy because I beat the shit out of that psychotic bastard. But she had no idea how wrong she was. I wasn’t her hero. I was just another monster, only better at hiding it.
“Anna…” My voice came out strained.
Before I could stop myself, my hand moved, wrapping around her waist as I pulled her back against my chest in one swift motion.
She gasped.
I settled her body into mine, her back flush against me, my arm locked around her middle. Her petite frame fit perfectly against me, like she was made to be held by me.
I understood the psychology of it. After a traumatic experience, especially one where I had been the one to rescue her, she needed this physical reassurans She necried to feel safe, protected. Her brain was seeking
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the comfort of the person who had saved her, a natural response to trauma. It was textbook attachment theory, the way survivors often bonded with their rescuers.
But understanding the psychology didn’t make it any easier to maintain control.
“This what you wanted?” My voice came out rough.
She didn’t answer with words. Instead, she pushed back against me, pressing her body deeper into mine. Her ass wiggled slightly as she adjusted, and that simple movement, the way she grazed against my groin, sent a jolt of electricity straight to my cock.
A groan escaped my throat before I could stop it. “Fuck… Anna…”
It came out as a warning. A plea.
Her voice sounded innocent, completely unaware of what she was doing to me. “Yes?”
“Don’t move like that again, for fuck’s sake.”
“Like what? I’m just getting comfortable.”
I was fighting for control, refusing to explain that I was hard as steel. “I’m holding you now. Fall asleep.”
Her response came in a mocking tone that made me want to smile despite everything. “Aye, aye… Boss.”
Unable to help myself, I buried my face in her hair, inhaling her scent. Vanilla mixed with my soap. I had Eva stock the bathroom with everything Anna might need.
She adjusted again, her ass pressing against my cock, and the sensation shot through my body like lightning. Every nerve ending fired at once, heat pooling in my groin. I held back a groan. She was going to be the death of me.
Then she let out a soft moan.
The sound went straight to my cock.
“Don’t.” My voice came out rougher than I intended. “Don’t make sounds like that.”
“I’m sorry, I can’t help it… your body just feels so…” She trailed off, her voice sleepy and content now.
“It’s alright. As long as you feel better?” I needed to make sure this was helping her.
She nodded against my chest. “Yes.”
“Tell me when you need me to let go.”
Her soft chuckle vibrated against my chest, sending another wave of desire through me. “I don’t think I’d want you to let go. I feel safe in your arms.”
Safe. Bloody hell.
If she only knew what was going through my head right now, she wouldn’t feel safe at all.
I tightened my hold on her, pulling her impossibly closer. My hand splayed across her stomach, feeling the rise and fall of her breath.
Her body completely relaxed against mine. Her breathing slowed, deepening into the rhythm of sleep. Within minutes, she was out.
My head tilted as I looked down at her in the dim light. She looked peaceful, her face relaxed, all the tension from earlier completely gone. She was right about needing this. She needed my arms wrapped around her, and within minutes she had fallen asleep.
I hated how much that monster had affected her.
Now that she was asleep, I should move. I should put her back on her side of the bed and go to the couch where I belonged.
But I didn’t.
Instead, I brushed a strand of hair from her face. My fingers lingered on her cheek.
This was wrong.
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I knew it was wrong.
Anna was my assistant. Off-limits. Forbidden territory.
I didn’t do relationships. Didn’t do feelings. I hurt people. Destroyed them. It was what I was good at.
I couldn’t do that to Anna.
This couldn’t happen again.
But for tonight, just for tonight, I’d let it slide.
I’d hold her. Keep the nightmares away. Make sure she felt safe.
Tomorrow, things would go back to normal. Boundaries would be reestablished. Distance restored.
Tomorrow.
But not tonight.
I closed my eyes, and for the first time in years, sleep came easy.
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