The CEO’s Hidden Love Midnight Temptations and Deep Desires

In the dim light of the downtown bar, Wesley watched as Jeffrey stormed back in, almost as if he'd done a full 180. Wesley couldn't help but smirk, thinking maybe Jeffrey had seen reason after all. "Mr. Turner? Had a change of heart, did you? Realized I was right all along?"

"Right my ass!"

Jeffrey didn't waste a moment, grabbing Wesley by the collar with a fury that seemed almost primal. "Who? Who the hell picked up my phone without asking?!"

His anger was palpable, and the two women sitting next to Wesley were too petrified to utter a single word.

"Mr. Turner! It was just a phone call, what's the big deal? Did your lady get the wrong idea or something? No worries! I'll explain it to her!"

Before Wesley could even finish his sentence, Jeffrey's fist connected with his face in a solid punch!

"Don't play dumb with me!"

Jeffrey's grip on Wesley's collar was suffocating, almost to the point of strangulation.

the bar's regulars intervened, pulling Jeffrey away, that Wesley

blood from his nose, Wesley's anger flared up. "I invited you out for drinks because you seemed off! Said you wouldn't touch another woman, so I took care of them! All I did was answer a phone

your mouth, or I swear

Turner!

fight. Having these two at each other's throats was bad for business. "Let's cool it, gentlemen! Next time you're here, drinks are on me, how's that? You seem a bit tipsy tonight, Mr. Turner. Let me get someone to drive

"No need, get lost."

him back, his gaze sweeping the room before

better hope Karen buys your

that, Jeffrey stormed out

of

be no better off than me. What's he got to be so Wesley had his reasons

from the scene meant their relationship had cooled. Asking for favors,

and networking skills, he could outdo Jeffrey in winning

and a penchant for violence? Setting up the phone call was Wesley's way of potentially driving Jeffrey back to his old, carefree