The CEO’s Hidden Love Midnight Temptations and Deep Desires

The unfolding of events had spiraled way beyond what Kevin had imagined. Even with his quick wit, he found himself flustered in the face of the unexpected.

"Ms. Sanchez, what on earth are you talking about?" Kevin stammered.

"Just tell me, did Everett put you up to this?" she pressed.

"I swear, that's not—" "Then call him right now and put it on speaker," Dorothy cut him off.

Kevin gasped.

emotions at bay. Tears welled up before she

himself! "I admit, it was wrong ofto call him from someone else's phone after a few drinks. I'm not

with my right to buy a bottle of wine—well, that's just overkill." Kevin finally began to piece things together. He had been utterly baffled when the orders had cdown from above, which was why his act had been so unconvincingly

few times, Kevin said, "I'm not spying on you, and I don't think Mr. Lopez meant it that way..." "Then what did he mean?" "Uh." Before Kevin could respond, Dorothy waved her hand dismissively and made her way to his office door, trying to maintain a calm tone, "Never mind. I don’t care what he meant now! I was the one who crossed the line first and disturbed him. It's my fault, and I have no right to blanyone else. If he feels offended

interruption was abrupt, the usual stoic and

words now shifted from

Hie.

from overseas, you still calldrunk in the middle of the night, expectingto cget you. And now you have the audacity to turn

idea how severe your stomach issues are?! Dorothy, you're really something. Trying to drink yourself to death and makeregret it for the rest of my life, huh?!" "I didn't mean to."

lips parted, but no