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.

puffy eyes was just as humiliating as crying in front of Everett himself! "I admit, it was wrong ofto call him from someone else's phone after a few drinks. I'm not trying to

to send you to spy on me, to interfere with my right to buy a bottle of wine—well, that's just overkill." Kevin finally began to piece things together. He had been

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

was abrupt, the usual stoic and cool

one lost for words now shifted from

Hie.

could spend your days bar-hopping and flirting! Knowing full well I couldn't

grocery store selling you those two cans, but you still had to go elsewhere. Do you have any idea how severe your stomach issues are?! Dorothy, you're really something. Trying to drink yourself to death and makeregret it for the rest of my life, huh?!" "I didn't mean to." "I think you damn well did!" Even Everett, always the gentleman, was pushed to swear, "Speak

lips parted, but no words