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.

as humiliating as crying in front of Everett himself! "I admit, it

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 things together. He had been utterly baffled when the orders had cdown

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 to blanyone else. If he feels offended and wants to stopfrom drinking to avoid further harassment, that's his prerogative. Tell him

the usual stoic

now

Hie.

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

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

but no