The CEO’s Hidden Love Midnight Temptations and Deep Desires

Mike had been racking his brain to find the right guy for the job. It wasn't easy.

Even though Quincy was all tied up, the sheer size of the man was something she could feel. And even if she couldn't, what if?

The tasks assigned by Mr. Thompson had to be carried out to the best of Mike's abilities.

Once the guy took the cash and left with a big grin on his face, Mike glanced towards the motel room door before calling over two ladies.

"Go inside, don't wake her. Just tidy up a bit."

"Got it."

With that, Mike also left the motel.

He had been standing guard outside the room just in case, listening to the muffled sounds from within. It had been... somewhat unsettling.

Now, he needed to get some contracts sorted to ease his mind a bit.

Once in the car, Mike sent a text to Everett's number, updating him on the progress.

Mr. Thompson, everything is going according to plan. No issues.

It took a while, but Everett finally replied with a single word, [Good.

In the master bedroom of Bay Residence.

The king-sized bed was a mess, and the device was still buzzing away, but Dorothy had no energy left to care. Everett, fascinated as if he had discovered a new world, pulled out another item from the small box he had brought.

"Let's see how this works..."

"Everett! I need a shower!" Dorothy mustered her strength to sit up, frustrated, and gave him a kick on the shin. He didn't seem annoyed, continuing to fiddle with the item in his hands.

"This looks interesting... quite innovative..."

Everett had never bothered with such items before. Without Dorothy, he had no interest in such things.

But with her, she was all he needed.

Dorothy grabbed her robe and dashed into the bathroom, hoping to avoid any more of his experiments.

Outside, Everett knocked on the

door,

è more time today, I want ! Don't worry, it's not el "o

"No!"

"If you indulge me today, I promise, at most three more times this week, okay?"

The bathroom door swung open, and Dorothy glared at him.

"Three times? It's Friday! Tomorrow and the day after, and the week's over! Do you think I'm stupid?"

"I was just thinking of adding a bit of variety..."

"I'm fine without it, thanks, Mr. Thompson!"

It seemed like negotiations were off the table for today.

But Everett wasn't in a hurry. There was plenty of time to experiment.

Eventuathy came out of the

shower, drying her hair, when something occurred to her, "Ever where did you get all this

Ewel.net

stuff?"

She couldn't imagine Everett, of all people, walking into a store and buying these... toys.

"Mike got them."

"...What?! You had Mike buy these things for you? So he knows..." that Everett planned to use them on her?!

"They were a backup plan for the Quincy situation."

Dorothy paused for a moment.

It took her a few seconds to process.

"You went through with it? With Quincy?"

Everett walked over and tapped her

forehead" "What do you mean

through to the plan."

with it'? It's called stentCopyright Nôv/el/Dra/ma.Org.

Dorothy frowned, "You actually... got another man to get Quincy pregnant?"

It wasn't that she felt overly sympathetic towards Quincy.

But...

That involved a child, after all!