The CEO’s Hidden Love Midnight Temptations and Deep Desires

"Breaking up was your idea, Everett, not mine!"

Her voice carried a mix of disbelief and hurt, as if she was suddenly the one in the wrong, the one who betrayed their love.

Silence.

"Do I need to remind you again? Everett, you fell for Quincy. It was you who walked away from us! When I was ready to trust you, you chose to let go!"

Tears streamed down Dorothy's cheeks, a dam burst after holding back for so long.

She had tried to remain composed, not wanting to show her suffering.

After all, Kenneth was starting a new chapter in his life; she couldn't intrude. And Karen, with her family and endless responsibilities, had her own life to worry about.

She didn't want to burden them with her pain.

Yet, why couldn't Everett just leave her be?

"I..."

Everett's lips parted slightly, a struggle visible in his eyes.

He wanted to tell Dorothy that he had never given up on her, that he'd rather give up his own life than let go of her. But because she meant so much, she couldn't be the one to suffer the fate his mother did, never leaving the emergency room.

"Did you hear me? If you understand, then let go of my hand. Find an excuse and leave with the kids," Dorothy looked away, unwilling to face him. "And in the future... stay away. If Abigail and Langston really miss you, then take them for a few days."

"I'm sorry... I shouldn't have asked."

"As long as you know."

"But since I've already apologized, I might as well go all in. Tell me, who are you meeting?"

It was late outside.

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She didn't respond, just frowned.

"I didn't say I had a meeting."

"But in your heart? Is there someone else in there?"

Everett paused before forcing the words out through clenched teeth.

Dorothy was about to respond when he quickly added, "Forget it, don't tell me. I don't want to know, not now."

"You're free, Dorothy."

"Then let go."

Her wrist was warm from his grip, a physical reminder of their connection.

Dorothy thought his words meant he had accepted the end.

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"Everett! What are you-mmph-"

The kiss was unexpected.

She stared wide-eyed, trying to struggle, to push him away, but her hands were immobilized.

"Mmph! Mmph!"

When Dorothy bit him, Everett didn't flinch.

ene taste of blood mingledet

between them, but he didn't release her lips or her hands.

Forcefully, he invaded her mouth.

"Mmph!"

Dorothy fought desperately.

It was only when she noticed the redness in Everett's eyes that she hesitated, giving him the chance to deepen their kiss, passionately and fervently.

When the kiss ended, Dorothy's heart pounded erratically.

She wanted to question Everett's intentions, but the moisture in his eyes told a story of its own.

"Everett, what are you doing?"