The CEO’s Hidden Love Midnight Temptations and Deep Desires

Quincy didn't dare to interrupt him, merely edged a bit closer in silence.

Everett, standing there alone, was already quite the sight. Add to that the presence of a softly appealing young woman by his side, and passersby couldn't help turning their heads, wondering if they'd stumbled onto a TV show set, though no cameras were in sight. As Quincy drew nearer, she eventually made out that Everett seemed to be on the phone with his father, discussing something about marriage.

Her cheeks flushed a shade of pink, a hint of shyness in her demeanor.

"Is it Jonathan on the phone?"

"Yeah." Everett gave her a fleeting glance, his expression unreadable, "Asking about the progress."

"Progress on the marriage?"

He started walking towards the hotel, his voice as calm as ever, "What else?"

Quincy paused for a moment before hurrying to keep up with his stride.

Once in the room, Everett casually took a seat on the couch, elegantly crossing his legs, and fiddled with his tie before looking up at her. "Aren't you familiar with the drill? Blindfold yourself."

Following his gaze, Quincy noticed the cloth on the table meant for covering her eyes.

first time for some

the dark, can

Quincy wanted to witness the look of utter abandon on Everett's face as

their intimate moments in darkness,

"Sure," Everett agreed promptly.

his consent, she saw him stand

"Mr. Lopez?"

in the mood

to see the

Everett implied was clear: if there's no blindfold, there will be no intimacy. Quincy was, admittedly,

strangers!

the second time around, still insisting

why it has to

one I prefer not to answer." Saying

quickly blocked

that moment, Everett instinctively wanted