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?"

him, whether through indirect questioning

fact that Kenneth's limp was the

seat, he slightly curled his thin lips, "I've always been like this. Ever since the injury to my leg, I've become even more

this

immediately, he witnessed Kenneth's expression

"Just a leg?"

through in the hospital. You wouldn't say that 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

smacking

"Sounds pretty rough."

felt that Kenneth's grudge against Everett over a

laid bare, Lane could

the verge of collapse, Everett offered help that felt more like charity, complete with a condescending smile! Lane, who had always been pampered, couldn't stand

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

his pride