Just A Bit Ruthless

Roman has always been less interested in cuddling.Sometimes he would give in to his bedmates, but he never found it enjoyable.What he couldn't deny, however, was that he liked the feeling of Luke's little curly head pressed against his chest, liked to hug him after the clouds and rain, liked Luke to squeeze against him in his sleep.This kid is really a bear hug maniac.

"Remember when you told me that 70.00% of your business is legal?" Luke muttered suddenly.

Roman hummed in affirmation and ran his fingers through the boy's hair.

"You can do it 100 percent."

Roman opened his eyes. "what?"

Luke lay on Roman's chest, folded his arms, and rested his chin on it, with an eager expression on his face, but said hesitantly: "You are a billionaire, this loss is not too big for you , It’s just a drop in the bucket.”

Roman laughed and said, "It's not as exaggerated as a nine-pointed cow."

Luke frowned. "You'll never need that much money in your life."

"It's probably not necessary," Roman said, taking a step back to compromise.

"Look?" Luke exclaimed excitedly, looking at him with a wide smile, his dimples blooming to the extreme.

Roman swallowed a sigh. "Then why, should I give up the 30.00% income?" he said dryly. "We're talking about millions of dollars here. Don't tell me it's the 'right way' to do this. I never care about what is right or wrong, and I don't plan to start turning right now."

"No—I'm not talking about being right. I mean, of course being right is important, but that's not the main reason." Luke was silent for a moment. "I know my father is a fool in your eyes, but he's not. He was shrewd, cunning and insidious, but he cost his life." Luke bit his lip, lowered his eyes, and after a while, he He looked up at Roman. "Every time you're out and about and you don't call me for a long time, I get chills. I don't want to be like that anymore. I don't want to live in fear."

Roman stared at him, feeling a warm current in his chest, this feeling has become all too familiar to him recently.

"I'm not that easy to kill, solnyshko," he said, noticing for the first time that there was no hint of irony in the nickname.Like this, it may have been a while. Solnyshko, that's a good fit.sun.His little sun.

Luke smiled faintly, but the smile didn't reach his eyes. "I'm sure my father thought so too. May I please?"

Roman is used to dealing with dangerous people, and many people will use "extremely dangerous" to describe him.But this slender young man, with an angelic face and gentle smile, golden curly hair and earnest eyes, is the most dangerous existence he has ever encountered.This face should be listed as contraband.

Roman tightened his arms around Luke's back, then rolled over and leaned over Luke in his arms.He bowed his head and kissed those plump cherry-pink lips lightly, then kissed again, and then again.The sex just now had completely satisfied his body, but he was still hungry, and the hunger had nothing to do with sex.He wanted to devour all the sweetness in this boy and make it a part of himself.

"Are you saying yes?" Luke gasped, pressing against his lips.

"I mean yes," Roman said, propping up his upper body on his arms.it's complicated.He could of course find legal alternatives to make up some of the lost revenue, but from a rational point of view, that would be impractical when the current business was functioning perfectly.It had occurred to him, though, that this might be one of the compromises he would have to make if he was to keep the boy—to keep him safe.He had already assessed the situation.But there's no need to let Luke know.There's no need for Luke to know how proactive he is in this matter. "This kind of thing is not something I can change just by saying."

"I know," Luke said, eyes bright.He touched Roman's unshaven cheek. "I almost thought you would refuse it outright. Since you are willing to consider it, it means a lot to me."

Roman smiled triumphantly, and muttered, "But what does this mean to me? How about giving me some shares in Whitford Group?"

Luke half-wailed and half-smiled, "There's nothing wrong with you!"

No, you're the one to be fooled, Roman thought, looking at Luke's big smiling face below him.Why are you with me and allow me to touch you with these dirty hands?

He didn't say it.He never said he was a good person.

Roman didn't say anything, but turned over and lay on his back, wondering if Luke knew what kind of path he was on?He is so young, only 23 years old.Did this kid realize from the bottom of his heart that there is no way out if he goes on like this?Because Roman would never let him go.

Luke rubbed against him again, running his fingers lazily through the hairs on his chest. "Can I ask you something?" His tone was a little strange. "Promise you won't make a fuss about me," he added, lips on Roman's upper arm.

Roman looked at the curly-haired head, chuckled and said, "I'm not at ease when you say that."

Luke carefully avoided his sight. "Do you want to have children sometime in the future?"

"I have no objection," Roman replied in an unemotional tone, looking at Luke.To be honest, since he was 30 years old, this matter has really become his heart disease.The mother kept insinuating about holding the grandson, and he really wanted to leave the family property to his own flesh and blood.Because Luke was right about one thing: Roman's money, he himself would never be able to use it up in a few lifetimes.But there are other issues to consider: a child means a huge responsibility, and one more child means one more handle, which may be used by the enemies against him.

"But nine times out of ten it's going to be a lot of trouble and it's not worth it," Roman said. "Not safe." For now.

"Oh," Luke said, lowering his eyelashes to hide the look in his eyes.

Roman stared at him. "You don't really want to have a baby with me, do you?"

Luke blushed a little, looking at him firmly. "Why not? Do you want me to have children with other men?"

"Don't even say it as a joke," Roman said, putting his hand on the back of Luke's neck. "you are mine."

A playful but pleasant smile crept across Luke's face. "Well, I think you only said this for the third time today. You may need to say it a few more times." The boy's smile became sly. "Maybe need to piss on me or something."

Roman grabs Luke's jaw. "You think I can't?"

"Uh. That's also..." Luke stared at Roman, blushing. "Don't digress on purpose. We're talking about having a baby—well, we're going to raise it together, at some point in the future." He bit his lip. "Don't you want it? If you, um, you're serious about me?"

Roman almost smiled at him.This wasn't the first time Luke had been wary of going around like this, afraid of asking him how he felt, as if he thought Roman was emotionally flawed and couldn't talk about his feelings.Interesting.Roman is an adult man, as long as he confirms that he has that feeling, he can readily admit it.

"But I already have a baby," Roman said, touching Luke's cheek with his thumb.

Luke didn't hold back, a laugh escaped his lips. "Don't be silly—I'm talking about real babies."

"You say you're not a real baby?" Roman leaned down and nibbled Luke's earlobe. "I swear you were calling me 'Daddy' an hour ago."

Luke slapped his chest. "My God, I'm talking to you seriously here!"

"Okay." Roman propped his upper body on his elbows while examining each other intently. "Do you really want to? Want to start a family with me? Raise children together?"

Luke nodded, his eyes a little disturbed, but also eager. "When in the future."

Looking straight at him, Roman couldn't help but imagine a group of curly-haired dimpled dolls running to greet him after a long and stressful business trip.Thinking about it this way, Luke's suggestion wouldn't make people feel boring.Not at all.

"I can't guarantee it's going to happen anytime soon," Roman said. "There are still some things that need to be arranged before it can be feasible." There are still enemies that need to be dealt with.He thought to himself that it would be fair to use "starting a family" as the reason for a large-scale bleaching and cleaning. "It could be years."

Luke stared at him incredulously, then grinned broadly.He poked his head, kissed Roman, hugged him tightly, couldn't stop smiling, "I love you, love you, love you!" He said out of breath while kissing.Luke froze suddenly, blushing, and smiled awkwardly. "You don't have to tell me that. I just want you to know."

"You fool," Roman says, and Luke looks confused and a little sad, which is so cute.The little milk cat scratched the person, but the paw got stuck on the person.

"I love you too, you silly boy," Roman said gruffly.Seeing Luke's eyes widen, Roman's mouth twisted into a smile. "I wish I didn't love you. It's said that love will bring out the worst in a man. If someone dares to take you away from me, I'd be afraid of what I could do." He Rubbing Luke's face with his knuckles, he looked directly at Luke's unblinking eyes, and met the misty eyes. "When you had the chance, you should have ordered me to leave you, cutie. I'm not a good person. I don't deserve someone like you."

Luke shook his head slowly. "You just have to be nice to me. Would it be bad if I thought so?"

Roman couldn't help laughing. "You're asking the wrong person, my dear."

Luke still looked at him without blinking. "You don't mind if I'm a man?" he muttered, biting his lip. "You used to think it was unnatural to start a family with a man. People would gossip."

Roman smoothed the crease between Luke's brows with his thumb. "If anyone has a problem with you—about us—they are welcome to bring it up to me in person."

Luke laughed. "Okay. But I'm pretty sure your family won't support it. Like your mother, she's probably still... very traditional."

The corner of Roman's mouth curled up. "I'm an older child, and it's not a matter of life or death for me whether my mother supports me. But after she has a litter of grandchildren, I doubt whether she can support her. Besides, as far as her Who can scare anyone with a limp personality? She is just a nagging, spoiled young lady who has never been resistant to beautiful things." He smiled crookedly and pinched Luke's face. "You'll get along just fine."

Luke stuck out his lower lip and grimaced. "You're making fun of me," he muttered unhappily, but his eyes were warm and happy.He leaned face to face with Roman, sighed contentedly, and let Roman caress his curly hair.

The two of them just said nothing comfortably, and their bodies were close to each other.

Roman knew that things were really going to be done, but it was not as easy as just saying it.There are many things to arrange.He will offend many people.But with Luke in his arms, all those troubles seemed to be insignificant.It doesn't matter.a piece of cake.

Roman wanted to know, since when did this person with a gentle and kind heart and a bunch of bright eyes become his belonging, his safe haven?he does not know.All he knew was that he would do anything to keep this safe haven safe.

"You know what I want right now?" Luke had a happy little smile on his face. "I want to change the taste, and have a sticky, small and fresh style sex slowly."

"You know what most people call 'making love'?" Roman said, rubbing noses with Luke.

"Yes," Luke murmured, smiling on Roman's lips. "Let's make love."

"Then we'll do it," Roman said, kissing his luscious lips greedily and bossily.No one can take you away from me.Nobody can.

Try it if you don't believe me.

-The End-