The CEO’s Hidden Love Midnight Temptations and Deep Desires

Standing at the threshold of the CEO's office, every second felt like an eternity for Dorothy. Just moments ago, she had so much to say to Everett, but now... she found herself at a loss for words. The brief wait at his door was already unbearable for her. And Everett? He had waited for her for over a decade, aimlessly, without any promise or hope of her return. Now, the roles were reversed. How could she, who could barely stand to wait a few days or even a few minutes, question him about changing his password?

As Everett had pointed out, every time she decided to leave him behind, she did so with conviction, leaving wounds with her words. And now, why couldn't she accept it when the tables were turned?

Finally, the office door swung open. Dorothy's gaze immediately snapped to him-Everett had lost weight, and his stoic demeanor seemed even more pronounced. She couldn't help but wonder, was it because of her?

"Didn't you want to see me?" His voice was hoarse, likely from back-to-back meetings and a lack of rest.

"Yeah." Dorothy nodded.

"Come in." Everett turned and walked back into his office, leaving the door ajar. Dorothy took a deep breath and followed him inside. The office was a place she knew all too well, yet it felt like it had been ages since her last visit. After an unpleasant encounter the last time she was here, she hadn't come back.

"What do you need?" Everett settled back into his chair, leaning slightly backward. He rubbed his temples unconsciously, a sign of his fatigue.

Dorothy didn't take a seat but moved closer, "Headache? Let me help."

"No need." Everett dodged her offer.

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