A One Night Stand With My Boss

Chapter 1

On a clear June morning, sunlight streamed through the floor-to-ceiling windows, gently waking Camila Blinking away her sleepiness, she shielded her eyes from the glaring light and struggled to sit up in bed.

Ouch!

Pain!

A pounding headache!

Her whole body ached!

Robbing her eyes, she looked around and was startled by the unfamiliar surroundings. This wasn’t her bedroom. Where was she?

At the sight of her bare body, her mind came to a halt. She rubbed her forehead, desperately trying to force her memory to function. She

hoped to gain some recollection of her past, which was stubbornly hiding within the depths of her confused mind.

Slowly, the previous night’s events began to replay in her brain. She had caught her boyfriend in the act at a brot h e l.

knees, claiming his love for her, explaining that after six

and stormed out. Her best friend had dragged her to a bar to celebrate

leave due to an emergency, and Carmila found herself drinking alone. Soon, she was approached by a sleazy man. Slightly under the

head spun as she abruptly turned to see a man sleeping next to her in

night, her cheeks burned hot. Had she lost

for regrets. She

bed. Her legs gave way, and she fell with a thud. She quickly covered her mouth to stifle any sound. She searched the floor and found only men’s clothing. Glancing up, she saw her

a m

wrapped herself in the man’s white shirt and tiptoed to the sofa to grab her underwear, and

Camila screamed, clutching the shirt tightly

was staring

him clearly-gorgeous hazel eyes, a prominent nose, rugged yet

had lucked out, grabbing a

calm smile and said,