The CEO’s Hidden Love Midnight Temptations and Deep Desires

Felicity was lost in a sea of confusion as she listened to him. But from the urgency in his voice, she could tell the situation was serious. After thinking it over, she finally asked, "You and Ms. Sanchez, you caught the same bug?"

Miles let out a resigned chuckle and ruffled Felicity's hair. "You're running a fever. Just go back to bed and rest."

"Anything you feel like eating? I can pick it up for you on my way back."

"No," she shook her head, "I've lost my appetite. It's not just me being polite."

"Alright, I understand."

Miles drove off, picking up some candied fruits and all of Felicity's favorite snacks from before.

He also filled her fridge with fruits and vegetables. It was too empty; a clear sign she hadn't been eating well and was just getting by.

When he got back, the room was silent.

Miles quietly pushed open the door to find her asleep. She was still sick, her breathing heavy and her brows furrowed.

out to check her forehead,

of his hand, having just come in from outside, but Felicity found comfort in it and, in her sleep, nestled her hand into his palm. It was so small, he could easily enclose it completely. Finally, a smile appeared on Miles' face. It was a rare sight

...

guest room, Everett was

had to stay in someone else's

be in

on vacation," Dorothy told him, knowing her husband's quirks all too well after so many years

here," he complained, glancing at the

room was definitely smaller, and so was the bathroom, lacking even a

and approached Everett, clearing her throat,

"And leave you here?"

the herbalist

more could Everett

Dorothy. "Looks like Langston

won't have