The CEO’s Hidden Love Midnight Temptations and Deep Desires

Everett didn't give Dorothy a heads-up before he dashed off to the meeting.

He pulled up in front of the agreed-upon diner, lifting his gaze to the signboard.

Gotta admit, it looked pretty cozy and romantic.

Clearly, someone had put thought into choosing this spot.

Everett swung open the car door and stepped out, unbuttoning the top button of his shirt and leaving his tie behind in the car.

His dark suit hugged his broad shoulders and narrow waist, complemented by that handsome face of his.

Just the short walk from his car to the diner had already turned a few heads.

Upon entering, Everett immediately spotted Byte 7 sitting in a corner.

Still in his hoodie and jeans, as loose and careless as ever, but instead of his usual black, white, or gray, today it was a Klein blue that made his already pale skin look almost translucent. The epitome of teenage disillusionment.

Hearing footsteps, Byte 7 finally dragged his gaze away from his phone screen.

Seeing Everett, his brows knitted together. "Why is it you?"

Everett pulled out the chair opposite him and sat down. "Who were you expecting?"

"Byte 7, trying to steal my son was one thing, but aiming for my wife too? You really think I'm out of the picture, huh?" There was no anger in his voice, just a casual lean back.

The atmosphere felt like a stern, reliable older brother schooling his reckless younger sibling.

not even back together. What, am I not

stand a

so sure, why pretend to be Dorothy on WhatsApp? Scared she'll run off

of his lips curving

still don't care about your

"I've moved it."

shrugged. "Have you now? Well, let's see where you've

took out his phone, fingers

7 couldn't deny

last time

by Everett, he'd spent

and nights fixing it

"Everett, don't push it!"

eyeing my treasure; I've got to keep an eye on

it's war!" Byte 7 slammed the table, ready to stand

from Everett froze him

sights on Dorothy

server

showed his phone to

replying to a

work."

Swno

7, considering you were my son's mentor, I don't want to make