The CEO’s Hidden Love Midnight Temptations and Deep Desires

"No way, no way! Everett wouldn't let anyone treat me like trash..." The man chuckled. "Me, treating you like trash? Wasn't it you who lured me in? You women crack me up, you know? When you need something from me, you're all over me, and when you're done, you say I'm the one disrespecting you! Pfft!" He was a rough man, and if she said he was mistreating her, then he would show her what mistreatment really felt like! Maybe it was the force behind that slap he had just delivered, or perhaps the despair of knowing this was all under Everett's orders. Either way, Heather felt a buzzing in her ears, rendering her deaf to the world.

Her body, being pinched and bitten by the man, couldn't even register the pain anymore! One thought dominated her mind—the knife she had driven into Everett should have been more forceful, more brutal! So severe that he couldn't have survived, so grave that he would have died on the spot! Then, she wouldn't have to suffer like this, wouldn't have to struggle so desperately to keep living.

If Everett were dead, she would have no more attachment to this world.

To follow Everett in death would have been her heart's desire.

And as Dorothy had predicted, the moment she and Everett woke up, Karen was already clamoring for a backyard barbecue in the group chat! Karen: [Are you guys still asleep? What time is it?!] Karen: [If you don't wake up soon, I'm gonna come looking for you in your room!] Jeffrey : [Everett was up all night; they had a marathon meeting; let him sleep a little longer! I'll be right back with the BBQ goodies! Got your favorite tri-tip.] Karen: [Oh, OKOK! Love ya~] The last message was sent thirteen minutes ago.

Dorothy quickly got out of bed and freshened up, and as she and Everett opened the door to Abigail and Langston’s room. They were already wide awake, playing happily.

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