The CEO’s Hidden Love Midnight Temptations and Deep Desires

Miles' face flushed a deeper shade of red than Felicity's as she spoke, his embarrassment palpable.

"I'll try to be careful..." he offered weakly.

But let's be real, for a man pushing thirty, with only a distant memory of intimacy from five years ago, restraint was a tall order. Now, with Felicity within reach again, all previous promises were tossed aside like yesterday's newspaper. However, due to his lack of recent experience, Miles' first attempt ended embarrassingly short of the ten-minute mark!

Felicity, hand on her stomach and pushing him away, exclaimed, "You're done, why are you still here?"

For the first time, Miles found himself drowning in a sea of embarrassment.

"Let's go again."

"No way!" Felicity protested, not caring about his performance, her concern was her discomfort. "You need to leave...ugh!" But halting now would be akin to a death sentence for Miles.

He knew Felicity too well. It wouldn't take three days before rumors of his brief endurance would spread like wildfire.

had to redeem himself before the whispers

night, the warehouse was still bustling

having just finished offloading a truckload of goods, took a well-earned break on the steps, lighting

his coworker, tired from the night's labor, approached, asking for a smoke. Craig, without a word, tossed him a cigarette

Mercedes blocking your truck at the freeway exit today? That's easily worth a few hundred grand, right?"

why slum it here with us? Carl joked, admiring Craig's looks.

sooner we finish, the sooner we can get some sleep." Carl persisted, "I'm

find me a sugar mama then," Craig quipped, standing up

motioned for Craig

tonight's work,

over with a friendly slap on the shoulder, attempted to entice Craig with the

a fan, don't