The CEO’s Hidden Love Midnight Temptations and Deep Desires

"Are you really cool with me doing this?" Dorothy chuckled. "Why wouldn't I be? Marriage is a wonderful thing, a celebration of love! Why would I want to rain on your parade?” Karen hesitated, her voice dropping to a whisper, "Dorothy, do you hate Jeffrey?" "Only if he's mean to you." "Kenneth thinks you'd be mad. He even gave me a piece of his mind, accusing me of betraying you—hooking up with a guy who used to side with Heather of all people!" Dorothy paused, a little taken aback.

That sure sounded like something Kenneth would do.

"I'm not upset, really. I don't exactly hate Jeffrey. I don't particularly like him either. I just think he's Everett's faithful buddy who genuinely has Everett's best interests at heart. Even when he's chewed me out, looking back, it was only because he thought I was not good enough for Everett." Viewed from another angle, Dorothy figured Karen might do the same.

"As long as you're okay, that's what matters. I've been worried sick about it." "Karen, neither you nor Kenneth owes me anything. If anything, I owe you both. Don't worry about my feelings." "What do you mean 'owe'? Aren't we all family here?" Karen laughed softly, then said, "Alright, I got the answer I was looking for.

I'll let you get back to your rest. You need to conserve your energy for... well, night's about to fall over there." Dorothy propped herself up on her elbow, sluggishly sitting up in bed.

would do it with dignity! No sooner had she spoken than Everett stepped into the room, his tall frame cloaked in a dark coat,

overhear that! She exchanged a few

He produced a paper bag as if by magic and handed it over, "It's a

Everett smiled, his eyes drifting to the marks he had left on her neck, satisfied as he lifted her chin and kissed her

stay put in the room without wanting to do it. Dig in. I got you the cinnamon rolls, Swevia meatballs, and their version of pancakes. I picked up a bit of everything." He was clearly trying to restrain himself, having driven around Swevia Country for a good while, resisting

timing. Dorothy

bad, but not exactly to her taste. The cinnamon roll

away, her cheeks puffing out now and then, making him want to

you doing?" "I can't help myself." Dorothy