The CEO’s Hidden Love Midnight Temptations and Deep Desires

Dorothy only realized something was off as she settled into the car, headed towards Bay Residence.

How on earth did Everett know about her twisted ankle? Everett was focused on the road; he addressed her unspoken question before she could voice it.

"The car you saw this morning, it was mine." "Oh..." Dorothy found herself at a loss for words.

Pursuing this topic would unavoidably lead to explaining why she hadn't invited Everett to pay respects to her mother.

He didn't press further, though. Despite both sitting in the front, an invisible wall seemed to have erected between them. Neither had the courage to tear it down.

Back at home, Everett headed straight for the master bathroom to shower.

Dorothy knew that even he himself couldn't stand that smell of smoke! She checked on the kids upstairs; the hired chef had already prepared their dinner, and they were now scattered, each absorbed in their own activities.

noticed Everett hadn't turned on the

reached for the switch, her hand was suddenly enveloped, and in a swift motion, she was lifted

apple bobbing as he spoke. The smoky scent was gone, replaced by his

wasn't wearing any, her

teenager experiencing his first taste

adjust, he began to move with a fervor that left her wincing in pain, but

desperate intensity, sealing her lips with his, again and

sea, pushed by relentless

she could do was relax as best she could, meeting his ferocity to

pleasure for him; he was desperately trying to

her like this. Sᴇaʀᴄh thᴇ Find

reached out, embracing his narrow waist,

you won't leave me," Everett's voice