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?"

since Kenneth arrived, Lane had tried to learn more about him, whether through indirect questioning or

Kenneth's limp was the result of an incident involving

always been like this. Ever since the injury to my leg, I've become even more reserved. All I have left is resentment." "It's just a

blurted this

he witnessed Kenneth's expression

"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 girlfriend, upon learning my condition was the result of a dispute over another woman, left me

blinked, smacking

"Sounds pretty rough."

Kenneth before, so he somewhat felt that Kenneth's grudge against Everett

laid bare, Lane could somewhat

of collapse, Everett offered help that felt more like charity, complete with a condescending

the sake of securing funds and a chance to start over, he

pride