The CEO’s Hidden Love Midnight Temptations and Deep Desires

Back in the day, merely whispering "Dorothy" was enough to get Everett and Kevin to jump. They'd treat Quincy's words like gospel, bending over backwards to cater to her whims.

But times have changed. Now, dropping Dorothy's name doesn't even get them to bat an eyelid. Is it any wonder Quincy's on edge?

"Let her wait," Everett declared, his voice dripping with strategy. This was a psychological game, a battle of wits. He intended to shake Quincy's confidence, to make her believe she was the one in control, not him. Given Quincy's tendency to second-guess everything, she'd definitely smell a rat otherwise.

From the moment Everett decided to bring Dorothy into the picture, he'd been plotting. And this was just the beginning.

"Understood! Just let me know if there's anything you need," Kevin responded, though hesitation tinged his voice. He wanted to ask for the full story, curious about the real reason behind all this.

Kevin was in the dark, knowing only slightly more than Dorothy. It seemed... Mr. Lopez was staging a play, pretending to have lost interest in Ms. Sanchez, all for Quincy's benefit.

The Lopez Corporation's headquarters dominated the skyline, a towering testament to the company's might.

The lobby was a hub of activity, reserved for those with appointments. Employees would come out to greet visitors, guiding them in with strict protocol.

sitting on a plush sofa in the lobby, waited impatiently. Neither

several rings, there was still no answer. Was he ignoring her calls on

"Hello."

inform him of my request to see him. I

offered a

If Mr. Lopez agrees that

was as good as saying

frowned, frustration evident. She decided to play her trump

of the Lopez Corporation. I can call him in front of you if

receptionists to exchange uncertain glances.

then please, try to contact

trying, but he won't answer!" Quincy showed them her call log