The CEO’s Hidden Love Midnight Temptations and Deep Desires

"No, Everett! That was my last shot. Do you want me to die?!" She clutched at Everett's shirt collar with a manic desperation, biting down hard and pounding at him with her fists.

Everett didn't flinch, not so much as a furrow in his brow, as he let her vent her fury.

Gradually, Dorothy's strength ebbed away.

"Everett, my mom didn't do anything wrong. Why was she the one to get killed. It should have been me. Why didn't your mom just finish the job and take me out too. Everett, since you could erase the video, can you just erase me too? I'm so tired, I'm really just so tired." Tears brimmed and spilled over, streaking down her cheeks.

Everett lifted a hand, gently wiping them away.

But the tears wouldn't stop, so he kept wiping them one by one, as if this simple act could make her stop crying.

actually trusted me? You had your mind made up, didn't you? Ready to stand against me the moment you got the evidence, to raise your

he never

days left of your appointment with my dad?" "Three days." "Okay." He let out a sigh, stepping back to put some distance between them, "After these last three days,

or maybe he never really had a grip to begin

and I bet he made demands in exchange for the full thing, right? In three days, I'll

mom is no fool. The video Byte 7 recovered has a self-destruct code and comes with a virus that infects the restorers computer. Heather and my mom set it up that way on purpose, so there's no way it would survive until you

evidence would vanish in an instant, leaving her with nothing

out the tracing code as well, which meant

dreamed it would

just say so from the

and he wanted to