The CEO’s Hidden Love Midnight Temptations and Deep Desires

The way Miles knew his fiancée was uncanny-sometimes Felicity swore he had her bugged.

"Still insisting you're not nauseous?" His voice was more serious now. "Send me your location. I'll come pick you up."

Truth was, Felicity wasn't actually throwing up. She just felt off.

"Don't go out of your way," she protested. "Once Abby's done, we'll head home together!"

"Are you sending me your location, or should I ask Abigail myself?"

She hesitated. "Aren't you busy? Didn't you say you had a ton of work today?"

Miles gave a long sigh. "Work's never-ending, Felicity. But you come first." Right now, nothing mattered more to him than her.

He'd already messed up before, not realizing what was really important. There was no way he'd make the same mistake twice.

really fine. No need

"Then I'll call Abby."

Fine, I'll send it," Felicity caved, knowing if Langston asked, Abigail would spill everything—and that'd just slow

dropped a pin on WhatsApp and sent it to

need to come! Once Abby's finished, she'll drive me back. You already took me to the

came back almost

me. Let me pick you

him come out Who wouldn't be happy having someone care about

his corner office,

are you

all meetings until I get back," he said, not slowing

workaholic style. If Mr. Lopez suddenly postponed meetings, it could only mean one of two things: either Something even more important

would never leave the office before

across town to Felicity's focation, taking a business call with the London branch as