The CEO’s Hidden Love Midnight Temptations and Deep Desires

Lane's suspicions about Kenneth never really ceased. After all, Kenneth's appearance in his life was nothing short of abrupt. Was it truly just as he claimed, wanting to see Everett out of the picture, or was there a deeper agenda? It was hard to tell.

Until he could secure Dorothy's safety, trust was a luxury Lane couldn't afford.

Kenneth, of course, was well aware of Lane's wariness. Hence, he tread carefully around him, fearful that a single word or gesture might betray him.

"Don't worry, if we ever run into each other again, even if I meet your girlfriend, I won't bring up your past with Dorothy," Lane said, clapping him on the shoulder with a knowing look. Kenneth offered a wry smile. "Thanks."

...

Having overindulged the previous night, Lane initially thought he was dreaming when Dorothy's call woke him up.

Rubbing the sleep from his eyes, he stared at his phone screen for a few seconds before answering groggily, "Dorothy?" "Yes."

"It's really you!"

There was a brief silence on the other end, as if Dorothy was unsure how to respond to Lane's bewildered greeting.

"Sorry, I didn't expect you to call so soon.

Dorothy said, "Lane,

Want to meet?

all possible scenarios in an

change of heart? Last time, you

night. The doctors said

he heard she was in the hospital,

bed and immediately said, "Which hospital are

can't come." Dorothy's gentle interruption carried a hint of weakness in her voice. "You killed Quincy, the cops are looking for

his reservations

if it was possibly only because she needed the antidote he had, eased some of his distrust. Lane

had almost become an

will I get the

to talk. Is that okay?" she coughed