The CEO’s Hidden Love Midnight Temptations and Deep Desires

"What does this have to do with my well-being?" Dorothy blurted out the question, her eyes clear and innocent.

Everett couldn't help himself; in a swift motion, he pulled her close, his head dipping down to capture her lips in a passionate kiss.

His hands firmly held her slender waist to pin her in place as Dorothy could do nothing but tilt her head back and surrender to his fervent exploration...

As the kiss broke, Everett deliberately pressed himself against her lower abdomen, his voice husky with unmasked desire. "Get it now?" "You...!" Dorothy's delicate face flushed a deep shade of red with a mix of anger and embarrassment painting her features. How could he even think of that when she's like this? She could never figure it out.

She couldn't believe that even in her current state, Everett's mind was still wandering to such thoughts! "What about it? You kept asking," he chuckled, releasing her and casually running a hand through her hair. "Dorothy, it's been months since we haven't slept together. This is just a natural response." If he didn't feel anything, that would be the real issue.

to engage further to avoid another lesson in biology. She grabbed sclothes and

she emerged, she found Everett standing by the French doors, deep in conversation on the

cool and distant, a stark contrast to the warmth he'd shown her earlier. "Are you sure there's nothing

alarming. No need to worry too much."

Quincy?" "Yeah." He nodded, stepping towards her. "Asked her to review your medical files." "I'm fine, really. Just not feeling hungry, that's all. Don't make atfuss," Dorothy paused/then added, "And step always bothering Dr. Quincy about it." Everett raised an eyebrow, "Jealous?" "Jealous? Of Dr. Quincy?" Dorothy met his gaze, unflinching. "You're imagining things. I just don't think she should be obligated to check for me." "Well, you wouldn't be jealous, would you?"

Rhim up out of concern for her. After all the day's , he was the >ne who truly needed rest. Content

his robe, and, not wanting to disturb her further, merely patted his hair dry

to give an answer to today before he put his phone down and