The CEO's Hidden Love: Midnight Temptations and Deep Desires novel Chapter 1211

Dorothy tilted her head back and was immediately caught by the intense look in Everett's eyes, a look that screamed possession as if only through such intimacy could he affirm that she belonged to him.

"Ah, what's up with you now? Not talking and then giving me a hard time," Dorothy said, though her words carried a playful tone, and she didn't make any move to leave. Instead, she chose to stay by his side.

Lately, Everett had been acting like a child!

If staying with him for a bath could make him feel secure and bring back his peace of mind, then she saw no reason not to indulge him.

"Dorothy, you're mine for life."

He pinned her against the wall and kissed her deeply.

The bathroom tiles were cool to the touch, but the steam filled the room with warmth. Trapped in his embrace, she found even breathing felt like a luxury.

"Everett…"

"Say it, repeat after me!"

He pressed his thumb against her forehead, forcing her to only look at him.

With a resigned smile, Dorothy wrapped her arms around Everett's waist and held him tight.

"Everett, I'm yours for life."

Dissatisfied, he kissed her again, more fiercely this time.

"Who are you?"

"..."

"Say it with your name!"

"I, Dorothy, am yours for life."

Hearing her say it slowly, word by word, finally calmed the storm in Everett's heart.

His fingers traced her eyebrows, eyes, nose, and finally rested on her lips.

"Even when you're right by my side every day, it still feels like a dream, Dorothy. Am I hopeless?"

She chuckled, "Looks like you are indeed hopeless!"

Be it in looks or body shape.

She had always been complimented on her beauty since she was a child.

After taking a shower, Quincy carefully sprayed some of her newly bought perfume. The previous one was too floral, a bit childish! This time, she chose a scent called 'Fresh Dawn,' rumored to be irresistible to men.

With her preparations complete, Quincy moved to her closet to choose her outfit.

Today was different from any other day; what she wore mattered because someone would appreciate it, and comfort wasn't the only criterion…

The thought of Everett undressing her piece by piece made Quincy's cheeks burn with anticipation.

"Stop thinking about it; I can't think about this anymore…"

She shook her head and finally settled on a set of black lace lingerie.

Everything was ready, but it was still not time to leave.

After all the fuss, she realized she was hungry! But at this moment, she absolutely couldn't eat anything. What if Everett didn't like women with even the slightest of belly bumps?