The CEO’s Hidden Love Midnight Temptations and Deep Desires

After dropping his father back at their family home in Bay Residence, Miles drove alone back to his own place. Pouring himself a glass of ice water, he plonked himself down on the living room couch, took a sip, and then...

He pulled out his phone and dialed the headquarters of Anglonia Inc.

"I need the medical records for someone named Felicity," he instructed.

"Right away, Mr. Lopez," came the reply.

A short while later, they got back to him, "Since Ms. Miller is no longer employed here, we're missing this year's records, but I've sent everything else to your email." "Okay."

Miles didn't bother getting up to fire up his laptop; he just flicked through the records on his phone.

Years of check-ups, nothing out of the ordinary.

In fact, she seemed even healthier than him!

Here he was, stuck in front of a computer screen all day, dealing with a steadily worsening vision, not to mention the joys of neck strain and lower back pain.

Felicity, on the other hand, seemed to be as fit as a fiddle.

the couch, Miles let

like Dad was worrying

...

about to hit the sack when she noticed Everett lost in thought, his mind seemingly miles away. It wasn't often that something puzzled

sparked

"What's on your mind?"

at her, pulling his wife closer,

been swamped; Dorothy hardly had time for afternoon teas with

He'd handed over the company reins to their son, choosing to step in only when

simply ignore work-related calls, confident that Langston would

meddle in his love life, seeing him work like a zombie, locking his heart away, made him think it was time to do something. After

her all of a sudden?" Dorothy raised an eyebrow, "Did Langston say something to you when you got back tonight? Is he still hung up on

mule! Claims he's over her,

"And what do you mean 'takes

leaned in to kiss her

got her