The CEO’s Hidden Love Midnight Temptations and Deep Desires

Dorothy grabbed the phone with a sense of dread. Her mind seemed to freeze over. The number on the screen belonged to no one but Everett.

"What... what did I say?" she stammered.

"You kinda slurred that you'd had one too many, and asked him to pick you up!" the young man reminded her.

Dorothy's fingertips twitched, "And then?" "And then?" he paused, looking puzzled. "That's it. He didn't say anything else, and you just handed the phone back to me." "He... didn't try to contact you again?" He shook his head, "Nope." "Okay." So, he really didn't want anything to do with her anymore.

But that wasn't surprising.

Everett was also a man with pride.

But suddenly, Dorothy found the whole drunken episode rather comical, yet utterly pathetic. She had insisted on reaching out to Everett; she had to use someone else's phone even when her number was blocked! Nevertheless, he had clearly shown enough signs of wanting to keep his distance! What if Everett had already moved on and found someone new? Was she unintentionally messing up his love life? "You still hung up on your ex-boyfriend?" the young man inquired, observing the myriad of expressions crossing Dorothy's face and also finding himself somewhat intrigued by this man who had won her heart.

soon as Dorothy

two are..." "He's my ex-husband," she said with a forced smile. "So, little boy, don't waste your time on me. Go find someone your

back, "Thanks for letting me borrow your phone last night. Goodbye." With those final words, she turned

give up so easily. He felt that bumping into her again today had

do was ask for

her, but suddenly a sleek black car pulled up, cutting

turned green, Dorothy had

was green, and you just sat

lips barely moving as he said, "She's out of your league." Dorothy decided she wouldn't be going

wasn't her