The CEO’s Hidden Love Midnight Temptations and Deep Desires

Chapter 522

To be honest, Karen hadn’t exactly had a slew of ex–boyfriends. In fact, most of her so–called “experience” had been garnered from steamy scenes on her laptop, rather than the real deal.

But tonight, she thought she might literally die of exhaustion in bed.

Finally, after what seemed like an eternity of tossing and turning, she grabbed her phone with her sweaty hands. It was already 3 A.M. If she didn’t get some shut–eye soon, tomorrow might as well be canceled.

She threw a glance at Jeffrey, who stood by the full–length window and puffed on a cigarette with nothing but a towel wrapped around his waist. It seemed that the word ‘tired‘ wasn’t in his vocabulary.

Feeling her gaze, he turned back. He raised one side of his eyebrows before extinguishing his cigarette and sauntering over to her.

“Still got some energy left?” he teased.

“Get lost,” Karen grumbled, attempting to swing her legs out of the bed for a much–needed shower before retreating to her own room for sleep.

She wanted to sleep just like that but the last thing she wanted was for Jeffrey to think she was clinging to him and hoping to spend the whole night with him.

Jeffrey, however, followed her with a widening grin, “Need company in the shower?”

“I can manage. Thanks,” she snapped back, locking him out of the bathroom.

do have a lot of energy left,” He chuckled, scratching his nose in amusement.

state of his bed with a camera shot he briefly considered sharing on Twitter. But then he thought better of as he recalled

she found Jeffrey propped up against the bed frame, idly scrolling through his contacts. The

to admire his looks,

your bathrobe and I’ll bring you another from my room tomorrow,” she

“You’re leaving?”

“What else?”

stay here. The bed’s the same as in your room.”

coolly, her face losing the flush of passion from moments before.

he

room doesn’t have you

between

was too tired and sleepy to argue. She bent down to grab her clothes,

in a burst of impatience, “What’s the problem now? Didn’t I take good care of

‘taken care‘ of

why the rush to leave?”

past post–encounter routine of shooing girls away. His handsome face was a picture of bewilderment now.

an excuse, said, “I’m just not used to sleeping with someone else.”