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.

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

say. I'm truly sorry. But, for him 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

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 to blanyone else. If

was abrupt, the usual stoic and cool features now barely

lost for words now

Hie.

not so you could spend your days bar-hopping and flirting! Knowing full well I couldn't make it back from overseas, you still calldrunk in the middle

home, I've already tolerated the 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

parted, but no words