The CEO's Hidden Love: Midnight Temptations and Deep Desires novel Chapter 685

Everett was a mess—a walking disaster area, so filthy that it seemed even he couldn't stand his own reflection.

"Everett, when have I ever complained about that?" Dorothy tried to grab his hand with a stubborn determination, but he jerked away, only for her to reach for him again.

Suddenly, Everett's towering figure pinned her against the wall, his grip on her hand unyielding. His long legs aggressively wedged themselves between hers, trapping her in place.

"Everett."

Before Dorothy could protest, his lips crashed down on hers.

It was wild and frantic.

As if this kiss was their last, he devoured her mouth, claiming it, unwilling to let go.

"Umm. Umm!" Dorothy felt the air being sucked from her lungs, her body going numb with confusion.

She tasted it—the metallic tang of blood from Everett's mouth, the same scent that clung to his clothes.

Was Everett hurt?

Dorothy wasn't struggling to escape him but rather to check where he was injured.

But her strength was no match for his, and she was left helpless under his fervent kiss.

Finally, feeling as though she was about to pass out, she bit his lip in a desperate attempt to make him stop.

Everett froze as if his senses had snapped back into place, and then he released her, striding away quickly.

Dorothy took a long moment to compose herself before she chased after him.

Back in the hospital room, Everett headed straight for the bathroom.

He didn't bother to remove his coat; instead, he stood under the shower fully clothed, letting the icy water soak through the fabric, a sobering chill against his skin.

Everett knew what he should be doing—investigating, confirming whether Heather's words were true or false.