The CEO’s Hidden Love Midnight Temptations and Deep Desires

Two people locked eyes, neither willing to break the silent standoff.

After a lengthy pause, Dorothy spoke first, "Did you rush back hbecause of that phone call I made?" "No." Everett replied sharply, looking down at her, "It was because of my mother's trial." The air between them tinged with a strange tension with that sentence.

"Oh." Dorothy muttered.

"I'm involved with you only because you're the mother of Abigail and Langston. Don't read too much into it." Dorothy nodded with a cool demeanor, "I wasn't overthinking." Everett didn’t say anything in reply.

"Like I said before, it was wrong ofto disturb you after having a few too many. It won't happen again," Dorothy declared with a straightforward bow, devoid of any coyness or emotion, "I'm sorry." Her bow seemed to suggest that Everett had gone to great lengths to bring her here just to see her genuflect.

months, and this was how they

at her lips slightly, "Though I promised it

it is forto change my number? This whole situation could be avoided if you

arbitrarily take that away from me." "Then giveone good reason you need to drink." Everett remembered Dorothy rarely touched alcohol. Even at business functions where she couldn't avoid it, she'd dodge it if possible or drink as little

do I need to give you a reason? I believe it's sufficient that I ensure and deliver on not bothering you anymore." The

with, it's none of your business. We've been divorced for years. It has nothing to do with you." That stung - 'nothing to do with you." Everett could never

turned to leave, not caring about Everett's darkening expression. Kevin, who had been watching the unfold, quickly intercepted her, "Ms. Sanchez, Mr. Lopez is just concerned about

neither had

to do with me? I'm only worried about Abigail and Langston