The CEO’s Hidden Love Midnight Temptations and Deep Desires

Dorothy awoke with a start, the familiar warmth of another person conspicuously absent from her side.

Glancing at the clock, it read 7 AM — a time when Everett would normally be hunched over his desk, sifting through a mountain of paperwork. But now, he was nowhere to be found in the hospital room.

Concern knitting her brows, Dorothy rose to search for him. She checked the doctor's office, and the long, sterile corridors — no sign of him.

Returning to the room to grab her phone, she dialed Everett's number, only to hear his ringtone echo from within the room.

His phone was left behind.

Odd.

Very odd.

"Dr. Quincy. Have you seen Everett around?" Dorothy inquired, her voice tinged with worry as she ventured out again.

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nodded, a bit resigned. "Guess that's the only option I have." In Swevia Country, she was

Quincy called out from behind, "Ms. Sanchez. Mr. Lopez is at the front entrance.” Whirling

find out what was going on, and why Everett had

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at the sight of Everett up close — his complexion was ashen, and his lips drained of color, looking as if he were on the brink

instinctively

voice a

worry deepening. "Did you leave at dawn?" If he had only left the room in the morning, a mere

rest for a while," he said, his gaze avoiding hers, an

not like him

up to him and tugging at his sleeve. "Everett, wait." Despite his haste,

going on? Talk to me," she implored, her lips

but