The CEO’s Hidden Love Midnight Temptations and Deep Desires

"Coming." Karen couldn't be bothered to put on her shoes and ran straight to the door.

But she was cautious, peering through the peephole before swinging it open.

It wasn't Jeffrey. It was his ex.

Suddenly, Karen felt a twinge of annoyance. This one was nothing like the woman she'd bumped into at the mall, who had at least the ability to read the room. But this one was clingy, like chewing gum stuck to the sole of your favorite sneakers.

Karen toyed with the idea of pretending she wasn't home, but the woman outside had already started shouting.

"I know you're there, open up. We need to talk." Silence.

She even knew Karen was home. Had she bugged the place? With a sigh, Karen draped a cardigan over her shoulders and slipped into a pair of loafers before opening the door. If she was going to face her romantic rival, she wasn't about to do it looking like she'd just rolled out of bed.

eyes widened at the

been worried about this woman's "powers." "In Jeffrey's house, seeing his fiancée, what's so surprising? But bumping into his

than to expect any concessions

she asked, masking her

him?"

a sleepover, huh? Is that why you are dressing so slutty?" At a loss for words, Paige could only retort weakly, "I am not." "Please, it's barely 50 degrees out, and I'm shivering under the covers while you're knocking on a man's door in shorts and a tight sweater, telling me you're not here to seduce my fiancé? That's rich. You might as well slap me with your intentions." "I... always dress like this. Jeffrey loves my legs," Paige blurted out

down at Paige's legs—fair and long. Jeffrey did have

and leave them here? I'll make sure to pass

do it? No? Then I'm closing the door. It's freezing." She had work to do, after

backed down, frustration evident on her