The CEO’s Hidden Love Midnight Temptations and Deep Desires

Despise Everett?

Lane wasn't born yesterday!

"Out with it! Who sent you?!"

"I came on my own."

No sooner had he spoken than Lane, gripping the knife, tightened his hold, and a thin line of blood appeared on the man's neck.

Blood slid down the blade.

Fortunately, the wound wasn't deep, because Lane couldn't afford a murder scene here! He needed to stay under the radar, to avoid stirring the pot.

"Still playing tough? Do you believe I could end you right here?"

The man just smirked, showing no fear, "Go ahead! I came alone, fully prepared to face death! As long as you promise me one thing that Everett doesn't get to live-I don't care if I die!"

Seeing his genuine fearlessness, Lane started to believe him, at least a little.

But to win his complete trust just like that? Lane was no fool.

The man gave a scornful laugh and then rolled up his pant leg to reveal a ghastly scar, "Is this reason enough for me to hate Everett?"

"Why do you hate Everett so much?"

Lane was taken aback.

"Did Everett do this to you?"

"All thanks to him! My life could've been great-parents alive, a successful career, but now... I'm left a cripple for the rest of my life!" "What happened?"

"What else could it be over but a woman-Dorothy! My sister was close to Dorothy and thought she'd be a good match for me. I admit I was interested, but... once I knew she wasn't into me, I backed off. But Everett, he wouldn't let it go. He was out for blood!" Hearing this, Lane felt a surge of empathy.

Lane saw the wound, but Everett must have had a reason, right?

"Exactly, that's the kind of man he is!

Everett, the scum, took over my company, a hostile takeover! Left with nothing, absolutely nothing!" All content © N/.ôvel/Dr/ama.Org.

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The man glanced at him, calmly saying, "Now that my life is ruined I've got nothing left to lose. If I can take Everett down with me, it be worth it."

"Then why didn't you just kill him?"

"You think I haven't tried? I just failed," he said, his tone filled with resentment.

Lane knew that feeling all too well-it was how he felt about Everett.

Relaxing his grip on the knife, Lane even offered him a tissue, "Here, clean yourself up." "No need."

"Coming all this way to find me, besides wanting Everett dead, what else are you after?"

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"Nothing else. His honesty was such that he could look Lane straight in the eyes, "I didn't want to show my face initially. The only reason did is so that if Everett ever gets on your trail, you could use me as a shield."

"What do you think? In my condition, what could I possibly want from you?" he chuckled, "We're both men with nothing left to lose."

Lane squinted, "You're that altruistic?"

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"It's fine. If you think I'm a burden or of no use, I'll leave."

With that, the man turned to go.

Lane immediately stopped him, "Don't you dare walk away! But don't think for a second that I trust you easily."

"So?"

"Just come with me."

Lane figured, if the cops ever got on his tail, this man could serve as a decent hostage. "What's your name?" "Kenneth."