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Craving My Ruthless Ceo novel Chapter 76

Chapter 76: Stop Thinking About Your CEO

Anna’s POV

Wait. What?

I turned to look at him, my eyes wide.

Confusion washed over me.

I hadn’t given him an answer about that. I was an assistant. I wrote in my spare time. I wasn’t sure modeling was what I wanted. I hadn’t even decided yet.

Why would he say that?

But the questions kept moving before I could correct him.

They all gasped, eyes widening.

“Oh, that’s incredible!”

Celeste squeezed my thigh harder, her hand moving higher.

“I knew it. You have that look. That presence.”

“There was something about you. I could tell.”

Pierre’s eyes traveled over me again, slower this time. Taking in every detail.

“Stunning. Those curves, that face. The camera would eat you alive. Hell, I’d shoot you myself.”

“I model too.”

The other woman pulled out her phone.

“We should exchange contacts. I can introduce you to my agent. She’s always hunting for fresh faces.”

I pulled out my phone, still confused. Still uncomfortable about why Laurent had said that.

But I exchanged numbers with her anyway.

It felt rude not to.

Then suddenly, the music changed. A slow, sensual beat filled the room.

Celeste stood up, raising her glass high. “The moment we’ve all been waiting for!”

Everyone turned to look at her, the room going quiet except for the music.

One of the women from earlier, dressed in a tight black dress that hugged every curve, walked over carrying a shiny silver bowl. Inside were folded pieces of paper.

“There’s been a vote,” Celeste announced, her voice carrying over the room, excitement clear.

She reached into the bowl, her fingers dancing over the papers before pulling one out. She unfolded it slowly. dramatically, milking the moment.

“Our couple for the exhibition…” She paused for effect, and then her eyes widened. Her mouth fell open in genuine shock before breaking into the widest smile I’d ever seen. “Yours truly… me and Marcus!”

Her hand flew to her chest, and for a moment she looked almost flustered, before the excitement took over completely. She turned to Marcus, who was already grinning like he’d won the lottery.

The model cheered beside me, clapping enthusiastically. “Oh my god, Celeste! This is going to be wild!” Pierre raised his glass, his eyes gleaming. “Finally! We’ve been waiting for this exhibition for months! You two are going to put on quite a show!”

My stomach dropped. “Exhibition of what?” But even as I asked, I knew. God help me, I knew what she meant. I turned to Laurent, searching his face for some sign that this wasn’t happening. That we were leaving.

“Laurent?” My voice came out smaller than Fintended

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Chapter 76: Stop Thinking About Your CEO

He met my eyes, his expression calm. Understanding. “We can watch,” he said softly. “Or we can leave. Your choice, Anna.”

But the look in his eyes told me he already knew what was happening. That he’d been to nights like this before. That this was normal for him. Expected, even.

My heart hammered against my ribs. I should leave. I should grab my bag and walk out right now.

But morbid curiosity and disbelief kept me frozen in my seat. The absolute insanity of what was about to happen.

A curtain at the back of the room opened.

Behind it was a bed. Large. Covered in dark silk sheets. Lit by soft, dim red lights that made everything look like a fever dream.

Everything changed in that moment.

The atmosphere shifted. Became charged and electric.

Celeste walked toward the bed with confidence that seemed to radiate from her pores, Marcus right behind her. She turned to face the crowd, her eyes still sparkling with that mix of shock and exhilaration.

Marcus was already pulling off his shirt, revealing a muscular chest and defined abs. He stripped down to black briefs, his body on full display. His bulge was obvious through the thin fabric, already hard.

Celeste turned to the crowd, her smile wicked now, and slowly she loosened the dress and let it slip from her shoulders, the fabric falling away.

She was completely naked underneath.

My breath hitched.

Her body was stunning. Full, heavy breasts with dark nipples already peaked. A slim waist that curved into generous hips. Smooth skin that glowed under the red lighting. She was all woman, confident, powerful, completely unapologetic.

“Look at her,” the model breathed beside me, transfixed.

“Magnificent,” Pierre agreed, leaning forward in his seat.

Celeste took charge immediately, pushing Marcus onto the bed and climbing on top of him, straddling his hips.

I was thrilled at her complete lack of shame. Terrified that I could never, ever be like that.

They kissed deeply and passionately. His hands roamed over her body, gripping her hips, then sliding up to cup her breasts, squeezing.

She ground against him, the friction making them both groan.

She reached down, hooking her fingers into his briefs and pulling them off hurriedly. His cock sprang free. Hard and pointing straight up.

I gasped softly. This was really happening. Right in front of everyone.

“Fuck yes,” Pierre called out. “Look at that.”

“Big boy’s ready to perform,” another voice added with a laugh.

Everyone around us acted normal. Like this was just another Tuesday night. Like watching two people have sex in front of a room full of strangers was completely ordinary.

People started kissing. Touching. Moaning.

Pierre had pulled the model onto his lap, his mouth on her neck, her hand already palming the growing bulge in his pants.

Across from us, another couple was half-undressed, the woman’s dress bunched around her waist as her partner’s hand worked between her legs.

The energy in the room had shifted entirely. This wasn’t just watching anymore. Everyone was participating.

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Laurent’s breathing had grown heavier. His pupils were dilated, his focus entirely on the bed. He was clearly aroused, clearly enjoying every moment.

Heat shot through me. I was aroused. Not for this spectacle. Not for watching strangers fuck in front of me.

But for Roman. My core was desperate for him.

It felt like I couldn’t breathe. My whole body was trembling and I couldn’t take it anymore. It felt like I was Egoing to explode.

I stood up suddenly, nearly knocking over my glass. I caught it just before it spilled.

Laurent looked up at me immediately, concern crossing his face. “Anna? Are you alright?”

My face was flushed. My hands were shaking. My whole body was throbbing. “The bathroom,” I managed. “I need the bathroom.”

“Wait, Anna.” He stood, reaching for my hand. “We can leave if you want. We don’t have to stay.”

I gave him a fake smile. “I’ll be right back.”

I didn’t wait for his response. Instead, I was already moving, hoping to find the restroom in such a gigantic

space.

He flagged down one of the women who’d ushered us in earlier. She walked over, and he whispered something

to her.

Then the lady chased after me.

“Miss! Come with me,” she said, her hand gentle on my arm. “I’ll show you the restroom.”

I smiled at her as she led me down a hallway and gestured to a door. “Right in there.”

“Thank you.”

She stepped back, and I rushed inside, closing the door behind me.

The bathroom was expensive. Gold fixtures and marble counters. Soft lighting that made everything look warm and intimate.

I raced to the sink, turning on the tap. Water rushed out, cool and clear. I cupped my hands, splashing it on my face, needing something, anything, to snap me back to reality.

I was losing my mind. Everything about tonight reminded me of him. Of what I wanted. Of what I couldn’t have. Which defeated the plan. I was supposed to forget him and now…

I heard the bathroom door open.

I adjusted my dress, expecting a woman. I pretended to fix my hair.

But when I looked up at the mirror, my heart stopped.

Roman stood behind me, his reflection staring back at me.

His eyes were blue. But they were dark. And angry.

“Mr Blackwood…” I breathed, in complete shock.

How the hell did he find me? Out of all the clubs, and the bathroom. And why now, when my body was already aching for him.

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