The CEO’s Hidden Love Midnight Temptations and Deep Desires

"Coming." Karen couldn't be bothered to put on her shoes and ran straight to the door.

But she was cautious, peering through the peephole before swinging it open.

It wasn't Jeffrey. It was his ex.

Suddenly, Karen felt a twinge of annoyance. This one was nothing like the woman she'd bumped into at the mall, who had at least the ability to read the room. But this one was clingy, like chewing gum stuck to the sole of your favorite sneakers.

Karen toyed with the idea of pretending she wasn't home, but the woman outside had already started shouting.

"I know you're there, open up. We need to talk." Silence.

she bugged the place? With a sigh, Karen draped a cardigan over her shoulders and slipped into a pair of loafers before opening the door. If she was going to face her romantic rival, she wasn't about to

widened at the sight of

thought that she'd been worried about this woman's "powers." "In Jeffrey's house, seeing his fiancée, what's so

than to expect

Jeffrey?" she asked, masking

looking for him?" Karen

cheeks flushed with anger. "Of course, who else?" Karen feigned a laugh. "Well, if you're looking for him, why ask me? Don't tell me you've lost his number. Or maybe you called and he's not picking up?" "You—" "Me what?" Karen stepped back, appraising her with a snort. "You thought I wouldn't be at Jeffrey's place, and you could just swoop in for a sleepover, huh? Is that why you are dressing so slutty?" At a loss for words, Paige could only retort weakly, "I am not." "Please, it's barely 50 degrees out, and I'm shivering under the covers

glanced down at Paige's legs—fair and long. Jeffrey did have good

see. Well then, why don't you just cut them off and leave them here? I'll make sure to pass them to Jeffrey when

door.

frustration