The CEO's Hidden Love: Midnight Temptations and Deep Desires novel Chapter 520

Dorothy felt Everett's wandering hands growing bolder by the second.

She tried to protest, but in a swift move, Everett shoved her phone into her hands. Great, now her hands were virtually occupied.

She attempted to push him away with her elbows, but she was wary of hitting his bruise. But where could she put the phone? She couldn't just toss it aside!

"Everett! Since when did you become such a sly fox..." she exclaimed.

"Just trying to show you that struggling is pointless," he replied with a mischievous grin.

"Hmph! Let's see if you can keep me at bay without the phone!"

With a chuckle, Everett snatched the phone away and skillfully tossed it onto the bed.

Dorothy saw her chance to escape, but in the blink of an eye, Everett had captured her wrists in one hand and held them aloft.

Now she was utterly at his mercy, even more than before.

"You're playing dirty!" she accused.

"Then call the cops," Everett said. He became aroused while enjoying the sight of her flustered state. Truth be told, the moment she tried to sneak pictures of him, he had been devising all sorts of poses in his mind.

Feeling his heat close in, Dorothy struggled harder, "You've gone too far!"

"Not far enough! We won't have this freedom once Abigail and Langston arrive."

With time running out, he was determined to make the most of their solitude.

"Everett, I really can't handle this..." Dorothy was close to developing a phobia.

Just the thought made her weak at the knees.

"Just once."

"You're full of it..."

"I'll make it quick."

Dorothy, fuming, tried to stamp on his foot.

The man did this on purpose; as soon as they were alone, his mind would fill with all sorts of naughty ideas.

"I can't do this! My back aches!"

Jeffrey thought of teasing her, but the words died on his lips.

Today, he wasn't going to pick a fight with her.

Back at the hotel, Karen lagged behind, a stark change from her usual brisk pace. Jeffrey's room came first, and as he stopped, so did she.

"Something on your mind?" he asked.

"Um..."

Jeffrey turned to face her, "Well, spit it out. Today, I suppose I can deign to be your servant one more time—"

"Do you want?"

His sentence was cut short by Karen's interruption.

"What?"

"I mean... do you want?" she repeated.