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 after six months of simply holding hands,

out. Her best friend had

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 arm of a stranger who was on the

she abruptly turned to see a man sleeping next to her

recalled the intimacy of the previous night, her cheeks burned

regrets. She needed

quietly slipped out of 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 lingerie hanging

a m

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

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

man in bed was staring

could see him clearly-gorgeous hazel eyes, a prominent nose, rugged yet refined features, and a jawline that flowed smoothly, undeniably

out, grabbing a prime catch on

calm smile and said,