The CEO’s Hidden Love Midnight Temptations and Deep Desires

Listening to Quincy calling Heather stupid was the best joke Lane had heard in a long while.

"She's dumb, but what makes you any better? If it wasn't for your need to show off, to outdo Dorothy, how would I have known you also poisoned Everett?"

"Don't try to deny it. I've been with enough women to know what's going on in your heads! It's all about jealousy towards Dorothy. You only tried to impress me because I said you were prettier than Dorothy. Would you have agreed to have dinner with me otherwise? No, you wouldn't!"

Lane might not have been clear about everything, but he knew the way women thought.

The only person he could never figure out was Dorothy.

But that didn't matter now! With Quincy's unwitting help, Heather was as good as his!

"Mr. Lane, please... let me go. I really don't want to die! I could be your dog, do anything you ask! I'm not only good at creating that drug, I can create others! You hate Mr. Lopez, don't you? I'm just an innocent bystander; I never got involved in your battles!" "Innocent? You weren't so innocent when you were asking for money, all high and mighty." Lane lightly tapped her cheek before continuing to gesture with his cigarette.

Quincy tried to dodge, but there was nowhere to hide!

Soon, she felt the burning pain on her cheek!

"Ah! Mr. Lane, please! My face!"

as the cigarette was snuffed out on her skin. He simply lit another and continued

the woman in front of

Everett! He's the one who made you like

Quincy's right

her left cheek was

How interesting!

out in pain, the tears making her wounds sting even more.

you on the way here, but my hatred is

to let Quincy leave

he could do whatever he

woman, your dog, anything please, just give me

on

she

dying.

spat directly

want to be my woman? Dream on! Do you