The CEO’s Hidden Love Midnight Temptations and Deep Desires

"Where do you think you're going looking like that?" With a glance, Jeffrey motioned for her to check herself out.

Her lips were swollen, her cheeks flushed, her hair a mess, and her makeup smeared. Drenched in sweat, her clothes were as disheveled as if she'd been in a brawl. That was not a look for her to go home? Her parents would probably call the cops on seeing this.

"Mind your own business." "And if not me, who's going to? Who do you want to take care of you?" Jeffrey's tone sank as if coaxing and compromising were his last resort, "Let's head to my place first so you can clean up, shower, and change.” Karen immediately rejected the idea, "I'm not going to your place." That would be jumping from the frying pan into the fire.

"My folks definitely won't be there this time; I will message them in advance. You need to pull yourself together at least. You can't go home looking like this even if you ditch the blind date.” Karen had planned to go to Kenneth's place originally, while Jeffrey had a point.

Kenneth would worry and pester her with questions on seeing her in this mess. And she had no idea what to tell him.

many you want and how much

handsome face lit up with a

her face away,

grabbing the car keys to lead

several times with

glanced down to see

into him; too busy to check your phone, huh?] Karen's lips puckered in irritation. Her self-pity

Jeffrey, who was driving, causing him to slam the brakes and

Jeffrey, you jerk! It hurts like hell, and you don't even care!" Jeffrey looked at her anxiously, "Um, where does it hurt? Should I take you to the hospital?" "Back off! Where do you think it hurts? You... you asshole!" Karen cried inconsolably, wiping