The CEO’s Hidden Love Midnight Temptations and Deep Desires

The moment Everett flicked the switch, the buzzing sound filled the air, sending Dorothy darting for cover.

But her strength was no match for Everett's, leaving her with no choice but to plead, "Please, don't use that! I'm scared!"

"There's nothing to fear," he assured her, brandishing the box like a prized possession and insisting on reading its promises of "ultimate sensations for a blissful life" right into her ear, word for word. Cornered and flustered, Dorothy was at her wit's end.

"I don't want it. Can you just not? Everett..."

"Just once," he urged with a sincerity that filled his eyes, "If you feel uncomfortable at any point, we'll stop, I promise."

Dorothy couldn't fathom where this man found his energy. Most executives were dead tired by the end of the day, barely managing to wash up before collapsing into bed. Yet Everett? He seemed to have reserves of stamina, always ready for his peculiar hobbies after a long day's work.

"Twice? Everett, I don't even want to do it once today. I'm exhausted!"

Though he was strong, she simply couldn't keep up.NôvelDrama.Org owns this.

Even with Kevin's help, she was still dead on her feet. How was she supposed to handle Everett's demanding interests?

"Just twice," Everett appeared to give in after a moment's thought, then quickly amended, "Okay, how about this? Just once, but let me lead the way this time."

"I've never tried this before. I'm just curious," he said, his lips curling into a boyish grin, his eyes shining with the thrill of a new toy.

Dorothy wanted to kick him away, but instead, found her ankle caught in his grasp.

"Let go of me!" she protested, her cheeks burning with embarrassment.

Just as she managed to free her hands to push him away, he easily caught her wrists, lifting them above her head.

This position...

Dorothy felt like a lamb on the chopping block, completely at Everett's mercy.

"I don't want to use it, I really don't!"

"Just this once, I swear."

...

In the hotel room, Quincy was on the brink of madness.

Her hands and feet were tied, she was gagged, and she couldn't even see the man on top of her.

"Mr. Lopez..."

Just as Quincy tried to say she

couldn't take it anymore, that theet

pain was too much, she

remembered Everett's words and quickly shut her mouth.

The man continued his vigorous movements.

Each thrust felt like torture!

Whoever said this was supposed to feel good was lying through their teeth!

She lost

happened, but finally, the sound of

unt of how many times it

water from the bathroom

a temporary reprie

Quincy hoped Everett would come and remove the blindfold, but exhaustion overtook her before that

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moment arrived, and she fell asleep still bound to the bed.

Soon, the man emerged from the bathroom, glanced at Quincy to make sure she was asleep, dressed, and left the hotel room. Kevin was waiting outside.

Upon seeing him, Kevin rose from his chair, "Here's two hundred thousand. Take it and disappear. Act as if this never happened." "But what about the hotel's security cameras?" the man gestured towards a dark camera lens nearby.

"Don't worry about that," Kevin assured him with a glance. "It'll be taken care of."

In stature and build, the man was similar to Everett, but their faces were nothing alike.