The CEO’s Hidden Love Midnight Temptations and Deep Desires

"Mmm."

Kenneth nodded, his movements deft as he plated the sizzling dish onto the table.

Seeing the feast before him, Lane couldn't help but be impressed, "Man, you've got skills that could put professional chefs to shame! Had I not asked earlier, I'd have thought you were slinging hash in some diner." It's not that he was inexperienced or anything; it's just been ages since he had the pleasure of enjoying such freshly made, home-cooked meals!

"Used to the cuisine overseas, I had to fend for myself in the kitchen."

"You worked abroad?" Lane's interest piqued.

Kenneth merely nodded.

But that was all he offered, maintaining his usual stoic demeanor.

Lane studied him for a moment before speaking up, "You know, I get the feeling... you're not much for talking because you fear saying too much might lead to mistakes?"

Lane had tried to learn more about him, whether through indirect

the fact that Kenneth's limp was

set the utensils before Lane and took a seat, he slightly curled his thin lips, "I've always been like this. Ever

blurted this out without

immediately, he witnessed Kenneth's

"Just a leg?"

so casually if you did! I nearly lost my life, faced the possibility of amputation!" Kenneth clenched his fists, almost grinding his teeth as he spoke, "My

blinked, smacking his

"Sounds pretty rough."

the details from Kenneth before, so he somewhat felt that Kenneth's grudge against Everett over a limp seemed a

laid bare, Lane could somewhat

faced a hostile takeover and was on the verge of collapse, Everett offered help that felt more like charity, complete with a condescending smile! Lane, who

the sake of securing funds and a chance to

his pride in the