The CEO’s Hidden Love Midnight Temptations and Deep Desires

On the way back, Dorothy rested her head against the car window, silent the entire ride.

Everett, with one hand holding hers, spoke gently. "What's wrong? Still feeling down? I can stand up for you again, make sure you're satisfied." Dorothy snapped back to reality, offering a wry smile. "No, it's not about that person. They can't affect my mood! It's just... I've been reflecting." "On what?"

"Think about it. Since I started working, how many times have I faced workplace harassment? I'm lucky, having you always there to support me. But what about the other women? Those who might have to suffer in silence for the sake of their performance reviews, or just to make ends meet?"

Those scumbags, they prey on this vulnerability, don't they?

Dorothy shuddered to think of the absurdities these women might face in private, even hearing stories of some being drugged, photographed, and then blackmailed, their lives ruined. What did they do to deserve this?

We're all just trying to do our jobs, aim for better projects, and earn a higher salary. Why should harassment be part of the equation? "That's why at Lopez Corporation, we have a policy. No female staff member is to meet with clients alone, not even in emergencies." That was a rule Everett had established early on.

misconduct would lead to immediate termination and

position or talent, even if

policy, there hadn't been a single case of dismissal for

isn't always filled with leaders like

we can do is hold ourselves accountable. Worrying about these things, as frustrating as they are, won't help." Dorothy knew this, of

storm, she wanted to extend that shelter to

they neared the hotel, Dorothy suddenly spoke up. "Everett, I want to start a fund specifically to help women facing workplace harassment. We'll help them gather evidence, find

daunting, often leading nowhere but

only worsen the situation, setting

tightened his grip on her hand, a smile playing on

her eyes well up, nearly