The CEO’s Hidden Love Midnight Temptations and Deep Desires

Craig clenched his jaw, his jawline sharpening with tension.

As soon as he spoke, his voice tightened, "Let go of me."

"No way!"

"Aurora, stop messing around!"

Blinking, her long, thick lashes fluttered, her eyes carrying a flirtatious drunkenness, "You called my name, I'm not letting go!"

"Craig, give me a kiss." Aurora propped herself up with her elbow, slowly moving closer to him, "I missed you all day today!"

"Missed me, yet didn't contact me all day, and went out for dinner without telling me, huh?" Craig grabbed a T-shirt and pulled it over her head, "We'll settle this when you're sober." She pouted in dissatisfaction, "Then why didn't you contact me either?"

"Why is it always me who has to reach out first?" The corners of Aurora's eyes reddened with a pitiful look, "Do you even love me?"

It was only when she was this drunk that she would voice such a grievance.

Craig suddenly realized he hadn't given her enough sense of security.

so that this girl, who grew up with everything handed to her, the darling daughter of the Lopez family, still felt insecure around him. "Aurora, that's a silly question." He gently wiped away her tears with his fingertips,

words, Aurora's tears flowed

because I pressured you, not because you really love me...

lips twitched slightly, pulling her into his embrace, stroking her long hair over and over, "I am afraid, afraid I'm not good enough for you, afraid of all the other excellent men around you, making me, just an ordinary guy,

eyes saw nothing but the need to earn money to pay

matters of the heart, Craig had

came into his life

some extra money, ever enough

much, but definitely not the least among his circle of truck driver

could buy a house, hold a wedding, and bring a wife home to start

when Aurora showed interest, he accepted, getting

hadn't thought that

Lopez and with her intention

dating, he began to seriously plan for their future. Craig even calculated how much could earn on each delivery trip, thinking of handing over all the money to his wife

good at expressing

how could he not