The CEO’s Hidden Love Midnight Temptations and Deep Desires

Karen looked up as Tristan did the same.

"Who the heck are you?" Jeffrey couldn't care less, simply lifting the bag of takeout he had brought back and flashing a smile at Karen.

"Got us ssandwiches. Were you coming down to meet me?" Karen's heart raced with panic; she knew Jeffrey was a hothead. If he found out who Tristan was, fists were bound to fly! So she nodded vigorously. "Uh, yeah! Let's head upstairs, I'm starving.” "Alright." Tristan watched them as they were about to leave and felt a surge of urgency. Instinctively, he stepped forward, reaching out for Karen.

But Jeffrey, caught off-guard, swung a punch straight at him! "Keep your fucking hands off my girl." Tristan was floored, literally, taking a moment to gather his wits on the ground.

This was exactly the scenaKaren feared! She quickly grabbed Jeffrey. "Stop it, he just wanted to talk to me!" "Talk about what?" Jeffrey's gaze was piercing, his anger barely contained.

No wonder he was mad.

was out fetching sandwiches, his wife was getting chatted up! And clearly, there had been skind

but this guy had the nerve to

boyfriend?" Tristan managed, sitting up from the

quickly clung to his arm. "This

relationship cooled Jeffrey's rage

off before you get hurt, and stop bothering us." "Let's just go, okay?"

as if goaded. "Karen, I've never forgotten you since we broke up. I remember every tear you shed for me, every tyou'd rush to seeafter class, all the little ways you..." He never got to finish his sentence; Jeffrey had

the hotel security rushed over, trying

no match for Jeffrey's strength, especially in his fury. He was like a man possessed! "Jeffrey! Stop, you're gonna kill him!" "Jeffrey! He's out cold!" Visit englishto read full