The CEO’s Hidden Love Midnight Temptations and Deep Desires

Dorothy's brow furrowed slightly, a sign that she was on the verge of saying something more, but Everett gently patted the back of her hand in a comforting gesture.

"You've sacrificed so much to get to where you are today, I can't let you give it all up because of me," he said, his voice laced with empathy and concern.

The thought of Dorothy, pregnant and receiving the devastating news of her mother's passing, still haunted Everett.

He couldn't bear to think of her shattering at that moment.

to provide for her

dissipate into nothing just because she wanted to be with him-especially since the defendant in question was

assured him, her voice steady. "You're not forcinginto anything." He offered her a small smile, "I love butterflies, but I wouldn't trap one. Instead, I'd plant the flowers they love and wait for them to cto me, to choose to stay by my side. Dorothy, I want you to always feel free." Rather than feeling as if she had to give up on things she wasn't ready to let go of, just for

thought her life meaningless, believing that without her,

shame. It was an overwhelming feeling of unworthiness. "You're

"I prefer to call it devoted." The car filled with

backpack and handing it to Dorothy. "He even said I'm pretty and liked my eyes!" Before Dorothy could even glance at the note, Langston breezed in with a cooler tone, "He's the sage as you, not even older than us by a birthday. He's not your 'big brother,' he's a 'little brother'!" "I can still call him big brother!"

read, in crooked handwriting: I

around 'I love you's. Kids are so naive!" He seemed to forget