The CEO’s Hidden Love Midnight Temptations and Deep Desires

She was clearly in good spirits, Everett could feel it.

But that wasn't his main concern at the moment. What really worried him was whether Quincy had managed to deliver the antidote to Dorothy.

He had lost himself earlier, too caught up in physical desires, without considering whether Dorothy could withstand it...

After taking a shower, she insisted on walking back by herself, but Everett wouldn't have it and carried her back to bed instead.

Dorothy was truly exhausted and fell asleep in Everett's arms shortly after.

Even though he felt drowsy himself, he couldn't bring himself to close his eyes.

The woman in his arms was as calm and docile as a kitten, her breathing steady, and a unique fragrance emanating from her hair.

Everett dared not sleep, his hand gently stroking her slender back, over and over again.

He feared waking up in a hospital the next day.

And then Kevin telling him it was all a hallucination, that his condition had flared up last night causing him to hallucinate...

Dorothy had similar thoughts, didn't she?

The next day, she was awakened by the rustling footsteps outside. Rubbing her eyes open, the memories of last night slowly came back to her. She quickly looked beside her-

side of the bed were proof enough that someone had

she leaned over,

but she could swear she could still

bed for a while longer, she finally

at the dining table, eagerly waiting to start the meal. Abigail was the first to notice

try the peanut butter toast Dad made,

tooth she was, liking anything sweet, wonder who she

"Sure."

her gaze to meet

in the kitchen, almost filling up the

moving forward to take the

them off a

without

couldn't go to work

he ask you anything

was a

fingers paused, his thick eyebrows lifting, "No,

something he

naturally meant they had