The CEO’s Hidden Love Midnight Temptations and Deep Desires

The rain outside was getting heavier, the sky growing darker and more oppressive by the minute. Aurora felt a knot of unease twist in her stomach.

Stuck in the middle of nowhere, far from anything resembling civilization, she realized that if something happened to her, there wouldn't be a soul around to know, let alone help.

She hovered her finger over her brother's number, debating whether to call him for help, when suddenly a pair of headlights appeared up ahead, coming from the opposite direction.

On a normal day, one passing car wouldn't mean much. But out here, in this downpour, it could only mean one thing: someone had come to help fix her car.

She'd been stranded here for what felt like hours, and not a single car had driven by until now.

Aurora squinted through the windshield, trying to make out who it was. As she watched, the car slowed, turned around, and pulled up right next to hers.

Before she could even feel relieved, Craig's face suddenly appeared at her window, making her jump.

Seriously? She thought he said he'd send someone, not come himself.

Aurora instinctively reached for the door handle, but before she could open it, she realized Craig was leaning against it from the outside.

A moment later, she heard the trunk pop open, and Craig's voice called out from behind her, muffled by the rain.

"Stay in the car-it's pouring. No need to get soaked."

"You came by yourself?" Aurora glanced at his pickup truck. No sign of a second person.

"Yeah."

it alone? Let me help. I can at least

car fixed and back on the road- she had no interest in spending more time with Craig than necessary. They'd barely been more than acquaintances before, and she'd been fine with

just as she remembered from before-never one for explanations, and if you pushed,

fast.

lips together and shrugged. Fine. Let him do his thing. It's not like she was dying to hang out in the rain with

big rigs for

let him work and turned her attention to her phone, texting with the gallery crew about the upcoming

phone rang. It

for the show. I'll send you some photos in a bit-take a look, and if you're cool with it, I'll get

them over and I'll check them

are you? It's absolutely pouring

Quentin sounded genuinely

might

younger than Aurora, but

studio, he'd always looked

but I'm getting the spare on now —should

yourself? Did you get someone to come help? I can drive out there if you need—seriously, it's pitch black and

glanced in the

Craig,