The CEO’s Hidden Love Midnight Temptations and Deep Desires

Dorothy was all too aware of what he was implying.

But lately, Everett had been pushing his luck, inch by inch. Where was the restraint that once defined the stoic CEO? "You're still injured!" "Are you questioning my capabilities?" he retorted with a raised eyebrow.

Dorothy rolled her eyes. How could she dare? She quickly discovered just how capable an "injured" man could be! He even had the audacity to claim they were testing the mattress quality.

After being fervently loved, Dorothy didn't even want to move. As Everett's wounds healed, his appetite for variety seemed to grow.

She thought about resisting, but lacking his strength, she could only plead for mercy.

Lying in bed, breathless, Dorothy gave him a sultry look; even her annoyed glare seemed coquettish.

this in the broad daylight, Everett?" Everett didn't argue, simply scooping her up from the bed and

about

chef to prepare nutritious

this, Dorothy became

His voice betrayed a hint of hurt, "Dorothy, it's been over four years since I've indulged.” How could he be satisfied after just a few times? If he didn't have to consider that Dorothy's small frame couldn't handle it, he'd have her in bed for a month! Dorothy looked at him and teased, "Who knows? After all, you might have been with someone else in the

"I know, I was just joking." "I don't like that joke." His gaze was intense and sincere, as if his eyes had room for Dorothy alone, "Having you is enough. It was enough in school, and in the working world. It's enough for me now, and it will be enough for me in the future.” A blush crept onto Dorothy's cheeks,

her forehead, his voice a rumbling caress, "You ungrateful little thing." The consequence of Dorothy's feigned suspicion that Everett had been with other women was being playfully but firmly taken in the bathroom

bathtub. Everett was washing her hair, and Dorothy, with eyes half-closed, pondered one

bath, Dorothy was so exhausted that she fell asleep as soon as she hit the