The CEO’s Hidden Love Midnight Temptations and Deep Desires

"Hah." Everett chuckled above her head, "Seems like I'm the one dreaming.” How could it be her? He'd been harboring this dream for more than a decade. The longer it persisted, the more he dreaded waking up.

"Hmm? What?" Dorothy didn't quite catch that.

Everett, of course, wasn't about to repeat himself. He already felt low enough in front of Dorothy.

"It's nothing. Just wrapped up at work. Where do you wanna go?" "Is Jeffrey at the office?" Everett's thick brows furrowed. "Why do you ask about him?" Dorothy blinked, "Karen mentioned grabbing dinner together, that's why I asked." "He's there." "Oh." Dorothy nodded, leaning in closer to Everett with a teasing arch of her eyebrow. "Don't tell me you're getting jealous just because I asked about Jeffrey? He's your buddy!" "I don't like you snooping around other men." Dorothy couldn't help but laugh.

She had no idea Everett had such a possessive streak. She used to think he was cool and somewhat detached, not paying her much mind and even giving her plenty of space. Turns out, the aloof act was just an act.

sure, but it must've been exhausting! "When did you get so sour?" "If you knew about it earlier, would you have bolted?" Dorothy thought for a moment, smiling guiltily, "Probably." The last thing she wanted was someone's overbearing affection or someone trying too hard to make an impression. It felt like being forced

That's why." Everett spoke as if it

pouted, "Why do you know me so well? You didn't go and do homework on me, did you?" "Do I need to? For someone who sat next to me for years and never even borrowed a pen, I think I got the gist."

more that she wasn't good at

could stop them. Reflecting on it,

even helped you with your backpack, you'd be sure to say thanks with utmost

rejecting me." Everett still remembered how nervous he was placing that letter on Dorothy's

with thoughts of what she would say when he got back. Would she reject him or accept him? When the bell rang and he returned to the classroom, basketball in hand, seeing Dorothy

hope chilled