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.

on his knees, claiming his love for her, explaining that after six months of simply holding hands, he had physical

right there and stormed out. Her best friend had

found herself drinking alone. Soon, she was approached by a sleazy man. Slightly under the influence, Camilla reached out, her hand

abruptly turned to see a man sleeping next to

she recalled the intimacy of the previous night, her cheeks burned

for regrets. She needed to get

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 lingerie hanging on the sofa

a m

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

d!” Camila screamed, clutching the

man in bed was staring straight at

the dim bar lights, she only knew he was tall. Now, she could see him clearly-gorgeous hazel eyes, a prominent nose, rugged yet refined features, and a

had lucked out, grabbing a prime

forced a calm