The CEO’s Hidden Love Midnight Temptations and Deep Desires

Craig had just finished his sentence when Aurora claimed she felt nothing, but that wasn't entirely true.
It was just for a moment, though.
"I'm really busy. Tell Elijah that when I have time, I'll take him to the amusement park myself."
Aurora reasoned that at her son's age, there wasn't much he could enjoy there, so she focused all her energy on her art studio
for now.
"Didn't you get what I meant?" Craig asked.
"I did."
Suddenly, there was silence from Craig's end.
After a few seconds of quiet, Aurora spoke up, "Do you have anything else to discuss?"
"No, that's all."
"Okay, then I'm hanging up.'

She didn't give Craig any chance to say another word and ended the call right then and there.
In Aurora's world, from the moment she decided to divorce Craig, everything between them was over. Except for their son, Elijah,
there was no reason for any contact.
Today, when Felicity had mentioned Craig having a new girlfriend, Aurora could understand why Felicity was upset. From an
outsider's perspective, Craig's success seemed largely due to the Lopez family's support. Yet, after the divorce, he was the one
who found someone new first.
Felicity felt it was unfair to Aurora.
But Aurora didn't see it that way.
When Craig found out she was the Lopez family's heiress, he had suggested breaking up; it was Aurora who insisted on staying
together, persuading him to reconcile.
In every step with Craig, Aurora had been the one pushing, while Craig had wanted to step back long ago.

So, the divorce wasn't anyone's fault but a natural end, really. Could she blame Craig?
Perhaps there was a hint of disappointment right after the divorce, but with time, Aurora's peace of mind returned. All she wanted

was for her son to be. healthy and her art studio to thrive, meeting more people who shared her passion for painting.
Beyond that, her heart was locked away from any romantic entanglements.
Felicity had been feeling queasy, her stomach in knots, like she might throw up. She thought it was just as the doctor had said,
something that would pass, but even after lying down in the break room for ages, she was still uncomfortable.
Finally, she decided to head to the bathroom, thinking maybe she just needed to get it out of her system.
But when she felt like she was going to be sick, nothing came up.
"What kind of rotten luck is this, just here to torment me?" she muttered to herself.
Just as she finished grumbling, Miles called.
No need to guess; he must have finished his work or had a break during a meeting and was checking in on her again.
"Langston, don't you think you're checking in on me a bit too often? I'm out with Abigail, not meeting Calvin or something,"
Felicity teased.
On the other end, Miles sighed, "I'm not checking up on you, just worried about how you're feeling. Are you any better now?"
Honestly, Felicity was starting to suspect he had some kind of surveillance on her. How did he always seem to know when she
was in the bathroom?
"Me? I'm perfectly fine, not feeling sick at all!"
"And you don't feel like throwing up anymore?"
"Yeah, not feeling nausea-"