The CEO's Hidden Love: Midnight Temptations and Deep Desires novel Chapter 555

Jeffery brought Karen back to his place instead of hitting up a hotel. He always thought hotels were more like hookup joints, and that just wasn't the vibe he was aiming for with Karen.

Standing at the front door of his townhouse, Karen peered inside, then spun around to fix Jeffery with a questioning stare.

"Why'd you bring me here?"

She half-expected them to make a beeline for a hotel or something.

But here they were, smack in the middle of Eldorria City's swanky suburbia. If she wasn't mistaken, this chic townhouse was Jeffery's own pad.

"You're not expecting... you know?" she quizzed him, leaving Jeffery momentarily at a loss for words.

With a press of his fingerprint, the door unlocked and he gestured inside, "Come on in."

Hesitant, Karen finally stepped through the door into a dwelling that oozed luxury and was strikingly similar to a fancy hotel lobby. Polished marble sculpted into high-end decor, furniture that screamed 'I cost a fortune,' and a chandelier so massive that its crystals dazzled the eyes.

The place was every bit the peacock nest that fit a man like Jeffery.

Karen deduced in a matter of seconds that the guy must've brought home his fair share of company. It was a perfect way to flaunt wealth and make any woman think that if she played her cards right, she could snag a permanent spot in this haven, without the need for impersonal hotel rooms. After all, a home came with all the bells and whistles and the comfort of familiarity.

"Come in," Jeffery urged, noticing she was still hovering near the entrance. He approached and presented her with a pair of fresh Chanel slippers.

Even if Karen wasn't rolling in dough, she knew the brand.

"No thanks, I'll go barefoot," she declined, feeling unworthy of the extravagantly priced footwear.

"They're brand new. My mom bought them but never wore them," Jeffery explained as he sensed her hesitation. His narrow eyes crinkled with a smile, "Relax, you're the first girl I've ever brought here."

Karen rolled her eyes without thinking twice.

"How many times have you said that line?"

Jeffery was worn out by her. As she walked towards the bedroom barefoot, Jeffery sighed and picked up the Chanel slippers, trailing behind her.

After a night cooped up in the car, and the long haul from Swevia Country without a wink of rest, he was genuinely exhausted.

As Karen swung open the door, to her surprise, Jeffery's bedroom lacked the opulence of the rest of the house. It was definitely a guy's room, with a simple palette of blacks, whites, and grays.

She glanced at the bathroom sink and noticed just one toothbrush. Just one. And one set of towels. It seemed to confirm that, at least for now, he didn't have a long-term bedfellow.

Without another word, Karen started to undress. She was eager to get this over with.

But as she slipped off her jacket and reached for her blouse, Jeffery stood up and reached out to stop her.

"You're in that much of a hurry to leave?" he asked.

"Of course! What, am I supposed to settle in and start a romantic life with you?" she fired back with a hint of sarcasm.