The CEO’s Hidden Love Midnight Temptations and Deep Desires

She jumped up and dashed to the bathroom.

Miles quickly followed, concerned. "Hey, are you okay? Feeling sick?"

"Ugh..."

Felicity waved him off, not even able to get the words out before she was hunched over the toilet, losing whatever little she'd eaten earlier.

Seeing her in such distress, Miles poured a glass of water and handed it to her with worry etched on his face. "Maybe we should see a doctor? I can have the driver swing by and pick us up."

"No, no need." Felicity shook her head, feeling slightly better after emptying her stomach. She looked up at him. "I'm fine, probably just indulged a bit too much yesterday."

"Still, we should get it checked out! I won't be at ease until a doctor says you're okay."

"Oh, come on!" Felicity looked up, meeting Miles' deep, concerned eyes. She managed a smile. "I'm not made of glass, you know. No need to panic."

Miles fell silent, gently lifting her from the bathroom and settling her onto the master bed, his brow still furrowed in worry.

He stood by the bed, refusing to budge.

Felicity sighed in resignation.

by now. Unless she agreed to see a doctor, he wouldn't be able to focus on anything else, not even his

conceded, "Alright, alright. We'll

doctor tells you I'm fine,

"Deal." He nodded.

let me change, and we'll head

...

the way, Felicity still felt

she was mentally prepared, so she

on his plate every day, especially with Mr. Lopez off on vacation with his wife, leaving Miles to hold down the fort at

an option right

Suddenly, her phone rang.

the screen.

"Abigail!"

by my studio this afternoon? Then we

The sooner we go, the sooner we're

Felicity agreed, despite feeling a bit under

was a promise. She

way alone. It'd be much