The CEO’s Hidden Love Midnight Temptations and Deep Desires

"Lane! Touch me and I'll drop dead right here for you to see!"

But even as Dorothy screamed those words, Lane didn't stop. Not even for a second.

"Drop dead?" He chuckled darkly, his thin lips curling up in amusement. "You mean, die of pleasure? Don't worry, I've got way more tricks up my sleeve than Everett ever did. I'll make sure you're well taken care of!" As Lane's hand reached out for her-

Dorothy braced herself, ready to fight with every ounce of strength she had.

Suddenly!

Lane let out a sharp cry of pain.

"Ah!"

It was Kenneth.

Grimacing in pain, he got up from the ground and, like a madman, threw his body at Lane!

It was a suicidal move.

Lane

to form, as soon as Lane recovered,

shirt, clutching

"You think this place is some sort of come-and-go as you please?" Dorothy looked up at Lane, defiance in her eyes. "This all started because of me. It has nothing to do

eyes. "Dorothy, you're pleading for Kenneth! Didn't you say you had nothing to do with him? Why plead

herself for

positioned herself in front of Kenneth, her small

Kenneth, struggling to stand, then back at Dorothy's

him go... isn't out of

clearly

leap out of hon throat, yet

"What's your condition?"

with me. After I've had you, I'll spare

...

fists clenched so tightly her nails dug into her

Kenneth suddenly

"Don't agree to it!"