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.

for some novelty, but it seemed the initial step was

dark,

of utter abandon on Everett's face as he

spend all their intimate moments in darkness, missing the

"Sure," Everett agreed promptly.

Quincy could even revel in his consent, she

"Mr. Lopez?"

in the

like to see the eyes

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

of preference could be understandable for the first time, given they were strangers! It added an element of excitement and novelty, helping to ease the O

the second time around, still insisting on a

I ask why

I prefer not to answer." Saying this,

blocked

instinctively wanted to step