The CEO’s Hidden Love Midnight Temptations and Deep Desires

Everett didn't give Dorothy a heads-up before he dashed off to the meeting.

He pulled up in front of the agreed-upon diner, lifting his gaze to the signboard.

Gotta admit, it looked pretty cozy and romantic.

Clearly, someone had put thought into choosing this spot.

Everett swung open the car door and stepped out, unbuttoning the top button of his shirt and leaving his tie behind in the car.

His dark suit hugged his broad shoulders and narrow waist, complemented by that handsome face of his.

Just the short walk from his car to the diner had already turned a few heads.

Upon entering, Everett immediately spotted Byte 7 sitting in a corner.

Still in his hoodie and jeans, as loose and careless as ever, but instead of his usual black, white, or gray, today it was a Klein blue that made his already pale skin look almost translucent. The epitome of teenage disillusionment.

Hearing footsteps, Byte 7 finally dragged his gaze away from his phone screen.

Seeing Everett, his brows knitted together. "Why is it you?"

him and sat down.

one thing, but aiming for my wife too? You really think I'm out of the picture, huh?" There

a stern, reliable older brother

7 scoffed, slouching in his seat, "You're not even back

stand a

that? If you were so sure, why pretend to be Dorothy on WhatsApp? Scared she'll

the corners of his lips

looks like you still don't

"I've moved it."

Well, let's see where

his phone, fingers seemingly busy

7 couldn't deny his

his server got hit hard by Everett,

"Everett, don't push it!"

treasure; I've got to keep an

war!" Byte 7 slammed the table,

Everett froze him

your sights on Dorothy of all

server alone

an eyebrow, then showed his phone to Byte