The CEO’s Hidden Love Midnight Temptations and Deep Desires

As Everett's car rolled up to the front of Bay Residence, the atmosphere inside was buzzing with a blend of secrecy and anticipation.

Hearing the car, Langston swiftly grabbed his laptop, ready to bolt. As he dashed off, he couldn't resist throwing back a whispered warning, "Mom, don't tell Dad I spilled the beans, okay? Otherwise, I won't be able to sneak you his secrets anymore!" "Alright," she replied, though she knew if Everett guessed on his own, there wasn't much to be done.

The moment Everett stepped in, the scene unfolded before him.

Langston scampered off like a cat with its tail on fire.

Shedding his suit jacket and slipping into more comfortable slippers, Everett approached Dorothy, "What's got into Langston? He looks like he's up to no good."

"Just some computer trouble he wants your help with," she deflected smoothly.

"Alright, I'll change and look into it."

For Everett, shedding his work attire for something more relaxed was a ritual, marking the shift from his professional to personal life. Unless a late-night international call demanded his attention, disrupting the family's private time, he did his best to keep his evenings free. As he ventured into the bedroom to change into his casual wear, he felt arms wrap around him from behind it was Dorothy.

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