The CEO’s Hidden Love Midnight Temptations and Deep Desires

It's a quirk of Mr. Lopez that Kevin couldn't quite fathom, yet he knew better than to question it.

"Sure thing, Mr. Lopez." Leaving the office, Kevin hopped into his car and headed straight for the used car lot.

As a seasoned executive assistant, he had a knack for picking up on Mr. Lopez's subtleties—the emphasis was on "second-hand." The car couldn’t be too new, otherwise, Mr. Lopez would've just asked for a brand-spanking-new one. But it couldn't be a clunker either; Mr. Lopez was used to cruising in luxury and wouldn't settle for less.

"Hey there, can this baby be customized?" Kevin asked the used car dealer.

"Absolutely! What's your vision?" The dealer was literally laughing to his ears as he heard that. "As long as the price is right, we can make it happen!" Kevin nodded, considering, "Fit it out like a Maybach on the inside, would you? And make it snappy. Money's no object." The dealer was speechless, If Kevin hadn't slapped down a 20-grand deposit on the spot, the dealer might have punched his face.

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