The CEO’s Hidden Love Midnight Temptations and Deep Desires

In the dank basement where Heather was imprisoned, shadows clung to the walls like cobwebs. The air was heavy with the musty stench of dampness and decay.

She used to be confined in a house; at least there, she could bask in the sunlight, but for reasons unknown, she had been abruptly moved to this underground cell.

It was as if... they feared someone might find her.

Heather guessed Amanda was probably searching for her.

"I'm so cold... could I have another coat?" she asked, her fingers curling around the cold metal bars as she tried to negotiate with the guard outside her cell.

"Cold? You won't freeze to death!" the guard grunted dismissively.

a forced smile, injecting a hint of flirtation into her gaze, "Besides, it's not like there's anyone else around. Even if you give me a coat, who's gonna know?" She had taken the measure of the two men guarding her. The one who had just left was tall and thin, introverted, always silent, with a

"If I give you my coat, what am I supposed to wear?" "Aren't men supposed to be all hot-blooded? You could... do some exercises to warm up!" Exercises to warm up? At

"I didn't say that. I just want to borrow a coat, that's all. Aren't you cold in this basement?"

wasn't as smooth and pale as before, but it was still

to sleep with you; there's nothing else to do down here. But let's get two things straight: first, I have no phone, and second, I can't contact the outside world. Don't get any ideas about that. If it's really just a coat you want, then fine, I've

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