Craving My Ruthless Ceo novel Chapter 84

Chapter 84

Anna’s POV

I should have been embarrassed and angry at myself for giving in so easily.

Next at Roman’s arrogance, for letting this happen again.

But all I felt was satisfaction. Power.

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I’d made him lose control. Made him touch me even though he told himself he wouldn’t. Made him prove that he wanted me just as much as I wanted him.

I turned to face him, letting my eyes drop deliberately to the bulge in his pants. Still hard. Still wanting

“You talk about me losing control,” I shot at him. “But look at you Mr. Blackwood. You’re the one who couldn’t keep his hands to himself. You’re the one who followed me in here. You’re the one who’s still hard, still wanting more even after making me sign an NDA and telling me nothing could ever happen between us.”

I took a step closer, feeling bold. Reckless.

“So maybe I did lose control. But so did you.”

His eyes darkened, his gaze dropping to my lips.

“You’re playing a dangerous game, Anna.”

“Am I?”

I reached out, my fingers grazing the front of his pants.

I’d touched him once before. Over a month ago in his car. A brief moment that had been burned into my memory ever since. I’d been wanting to do it again, craving it.

I wanted to make him feel what he’d made me feel. Wanted to break him the way he’d broken me.

He was big. So big I could feel the thick outline of him even through his pants. Hard and straining against the zipper.

I tried to wrap my hand around him through the fabric, but he was too big. My fingers couldn’t meet.

God.

I pressed my palm against him, feeling him twitch under my touch.

He sucked in a deep breath, the sound rough and strained. A gran escaped his throat, low and guttural.

“Anna.” My name came out as a warning. “You’re playing a dangerous game.”

But I didn’t stop. I moved my hand slowly, exploring, feeling the heat of him through the fabric. Feeling how hard he was. How much he wanted this. Wanted me.

His hips pushed forward into my hand, seeking more pressure, more contact.

Another groan. Deeper this time. Almost desperate.

I felt powerful. In control. Like I was the one calling the shots for once.

“Or am I just pointing out the obvious?” I whispered.

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Chapter 84

His hand shot out, gripping my wrist. Not hard enough to hurt, ut firm enough to stop me.

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“You must stop. His voice was rough, strained, barely controlled Nor unless you want me to bend you over this sink and fuck you properly.”

Heat shot through me at his words, but I refused to back down.

His breathing was rough now, coming in harsh pants. His chestse and fell rapidly.

A vein pulsed in his neck. His whole body was tense, coiled tight ke he was holding himself back by sheer force of will.

I smirked, enjoying watching him struggle. Enjoying the power had over him in this moment.

“You’re the one who couldn’t keep his hands off me even after foring me into signing an NDA…”

“Anna” His grip on my wrist tightened slightly. “This is your final warning. I promise you, I’ll make good on my threat.”

My eyes met his.

He meant it. Every word.

And as much as the thought of being fucked by Roman was thrilling, made my whole body heat and ache, I wasn’t ready. I’d never been particular about my first time, never had some grand vision of rose petals and romance. But I didn’t want it to happen in some restroom of some club.

Panic hit me suddenly.

I pulled my wrist free and turned back to the mirror, needing distance before I did something stupid. Like take him up on that promise.

I smoothed my hair one last time, fixing the strands he’d messed up. Adjusted my dress, making sure everything was in place. Checked my makeup, hoping Laurent wouldn’t notice I’d just been thoroughly worked over.

My mind was already scrambling for what I’d tell him. Why I’d been gone so long. What excuse I could possibly give that wouldn’t sound suspicious.

I took a deep breath and turned around, giving Roman a fake smile.

“This was sort of fun while it lasted. Now it’s time for me to leave

“Still going back to him?”

I shook my head. “Still not going home with you.”

His nostrils flared, and he took a step toward me. “Anna…”

“Don’t.” I held up a hand, stopping him. “Just… don’t.”

I began walking toward the door. I didn’t get far.

Roman closed the distance in two strides, his large frame blocking my path, radiating tension and barely controlled anger.

“You can’t seriously expect to walk out there and face him with a straight face after what we just did.”

Heat flooded my cheeks, but I refused to back down. “That’s not your call to make.”

“The hell it isn’t.” He stepped closer, and I pressed back against the sink, the porcelain cold through my dress. “We just Anna, I just had my fingers inside you. Made you come so hard you screamed my name. And now you want to go back out there and what? Pretend it meant nothing?”

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Chapter 84

A vicious idea formed in my head. Time to use his own weapons against him.

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“You made it very clear that what happens between us doesn’t change anything.” I threw the words at him like daggers, watching them land with satisfaction.

1 gestured between us. “This doesn’t mean anything beyond the moment.”

His face darkened, a storm gathering in his eyes. “This is differe

“How?” I demanded, my voice rising. “How is this any different from any other time you’ve touched me and then acted like it never happened? Any different from you trying to pay me off in the most degrading manner?”

He had no answer for that.

I took a breath, steeling myself for what I needed to say. For the e I needed to tell to protect what little remained of my pride.

I felt a deep need to hurt him the way he’d hurt me. To make him feel even a fraction of the confusion and pain he’d caused.

“So just because we did this,” I said, my voice icy and controlled, each word carefully chosen to cut, “doesn’t give you the right to claim or own me. And I won’t bail on my date.”

He reached for me. “Anna, don’t do this.”

I watched his face carefully, saw the way his eyes widened slightly, the way his breath caught.

Good. Let him hurt.

“It was clearly a mistake,” I continued, driving the knife deeper. “And it won’t be repeated.”

“Won’t happen again?” His voice was low, dangerous.

“Yes.” I straightened, channeling every ounce of professionalism possessed. Time for the final blow. “Mr. Blackwood, I’m your assistant, and you are my boss. That’s all there is between us. That’s all there will ever be…

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