A One Night Stand With My Boss

Chapter 9

Camila completely forgot to breathe, her face freezing in place as a piercing ringing echoed in her ears. She watched the moving lips of people around her, understanding nothing as if she were deaf.

Connor, with his long strides, was getting closer. In her sight, his tall figure gradually narrowed down to just his chest and above. She clearly saw his dark eyes flicker slightly, his lips tightly closed, his face devoid of any emotion.

He passed by her like a breeze.

Alan followed Connor into the CEO’s office, followed by the sound of the door closing softly.

Camila suddenly gasped for air breathing heavily as if to refill the oxygen she had missed. She collapsed weakly into a chair, her heart pounding violently.

It really was him! Why was she so unlucky?

Was the world really this small? Her one night stand was with her own boss!

She turned her head to glance at the closed door. Had Connor recognized her just now?

CEO’s

Connor’s brow

is your new personal

gripping his knee, the other running his fingers along the rim of his coffee

Yes,

HR couldn’t recruit in time. I’ve always heard that Mr. Cash’s assistant was meticulous and performed well,

his face was not swayed by beauty, but he added that last

cup in front of him, his fingers tapping lightly. “Send

“Yes.”

smartphone and sent the digital

after reading the resume, walked to the floor–to–ceiling windows and lit a cigarette, gazing out at the distant ocean

a response and then

thoughts snapped back. “Sorry.”

are some of Mr. Connor’s personal habits. Just a friendly heads–up, Mr. Connor is not a morning person,