The CEO’s Hidden Love Midnight Temptations and Deep Desires

The unfolding of events had spiraled way beyond what Kevin had imagined. Even with his quick wit, he found himself flustered in the face of the unexpected.

"Ms. Sanchez, what on earth are you talking about?" Kevin stammered.

"Just tell me, did Everett put you up to this?" she pressed.

"I swear, that's not—" "Then call him right now and put it on speaker," Dorothy cut him off.

Kevin gasped.

Dorothy's hands clenched into fists, and that was the only way to keep her surging emotions at bay. Tears welled up before she could finish her sentence, threatening to roll down her cheeks.

showing red, puffy eyes was just as humiliating as crying in front of Everett himself! "I admit, it

send you to spy on me, to interfere with my right to buy a bottle of wine—well, that's just overkill." Kevin finally

a few times, Kevin said, "I'm not spying on you, and I don't think Mr. Lopez meant it that way..." "Then what did he mean?" "Uh." Before Kevin could respond, Dorothy waved her hand dismissively and made her way to his office door, trying to maintain a calm tone, "Never mind. I don’t care what he meant now! I was the one who crossed the line first and disturbed him. It's my fault, and I have no right

usual stoic

lost for words now shifted from Kevin

Hie.

full well I couldn't make it back from overseas, you still calldrunk in the middle of the night, expectingto cget you. And now you have the audacity to turn

Trying to drink yourself to death and makeregret it for the rest of my life, huh?!" "I didn't mean

lips parted, but no words