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.

explaining that after six months of simply holding hands,

Her best friend had dragged her to a bar to

alone. Soon, she was approached by a sleazy man. Slightly under the influence, Camilla reached out, her hand closing around the arm of a stranger who was on the brink of leaving. It was

spun as she abruptly turned to see a man

of the previous night, her cheeks burned hot. Had she lost her mind? She had

wasn’t the time for regrets. She needed to get out of

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

shirt and tiptoed to the sofa to grab her underwear, and

G o d!” Camila screamed, clutching the shirt

bed was staring

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 jawline that

had lucked out, grabbing a prime catch

a calm smile and said,