The CEO’s Hidden Love Midnight Temptations and Deep Desires

She got to say that Jeffrey had a knack for hitting where it hurt. Dorothy's face fell at his words, her lashes casting a shadow over her grim face.

Karen shot Jeffrey a sharp elbow to the ribs, signaling for him to zip it.

The dinner was a minefield, saved only by Karen's relentless efforts to smooth things over.

After they'd finished eating, Jeffrey offered to drive Dorothy back to her office.

She waved goodbye without a hint of changing her mind regarding his earlier proposition, and yet, Jeffrey couldn't help but press, “Dorothy, about that getaway at the resort—you in? If you say yes, I'll book it right now!” Karen tried to silence him, but it was too late.

Dorothy doesn't like that!” Jeff started the car with a click and a sigh, “Aren’t you rooting for her to patch things up with Everett? I'm just playing Cupid here!” “Even Cupid has to know his limits. You can’t keep reminding Dorothy of parent stuff; you know her history as a kid.” “Why should something from her childhood still cast a shadow now? I didn’t mean anything by it. I just want us to chill out and have some fun. Could she get all sensitive?” Karen waved it off, “Dorothy has always been like this—sensitive and distant. If a guy wants to get close, be it as a friend or lover,

Dorothy was surprised to find a bouquet of flowers on her desk. Her mind raced

reached for the

being rash and petty, admitting her narrow perspective on things, and

return the flowers, but that seemed petty,

computer, found Ophelia on the company messenger, and sent a simple “Thanks for the

Legal Services today; the case was already

to her apartment with the bouquet still

them in water today, they'd wilt by

veggies and fruit from the grocery store at the bottom of her building, she finally made