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.

claiming his love for her, explaining that

had ended it right there and stormed out. Her best friend had dragged her to a bar

through, her friend had to leave due to an emergency, and Carmila found herself drinking alone. Soon, she was approached by a sleazy man. Slightly under the influence, Camilla reached out, her hand closing around the

to see a

intimacy of the previous night, her cheeks burned hot. Had she

She

to stifle any sound. She searched the floor and

m

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

my G o d!” Camila screamed, clutching the shirt tightly for fear of exposing

bed was staring straight

bar lights, she only knew he was tall. Now, she could see him clearly-gorgeous hazel eyes, a prominent nose,

had lucked out, grabbing a

forced a calm smile and said,