The CEO’s Hidden Love Midnight Temptations and Deep Desires

Dorothy sensed that Everett was talking about Heather, but the cold fury in his eyes was something unfamiliar to her. Usually, he was either stoic and unapproachable or gentle and patient when dealing with her. This harsh, bone-chilling demeanor was new.

Perhaps alerted by the sound of her footsteps, Everett's gaze lifted to meet hers, and in an instant, all traces of anger vanished.

It was as if he had always been this composed gentleman, unflappable in his emotions.

"You're up," he noted.

"Yeah," she replied.

Everett finished transferring a file on his laptop and then stood up. "Do you want the breakfast delivered by the hotel, or should I make something?" "The hotel's fine," Dorothy said. Her taste wasn't picky; she didn't need him to go through any trouble for her.

prefer my cooking." "Huh?" Everett wheeled in a breakfast cart from the

"Woke at seven. Figured you wouldn't be up that early and I didn't want it to get cold, so I dealt with some company stuff first." He effortlessly wrapped his arms around her, drawing her

was getting more clingy.

less innocent, Dorothy quickly interjected, "I'm hungry. I want to eat breakfast!" "Alright, I'll serve you some bread." No sooner had Dorothy finished breakfast than her phone buzzed with

hiking today! Get ready. Meet you at the front in a bit~] Dorothy couldn't help but admire Karen's stamina —

ever the neat freak, had already washed and put away the breakfast

Dorothy waved off the suggestion. "I'll manage. I'm more concerned about your health. Are you fully recovered?" "I'm totally fine now.

took her hand

to ask, but her curiosity got