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?

the CEO’s office.

she?” Connor’s brow furrowed almost

realizing Connor was referring to Camila, and reported, “This is your new personal assistant, named Camila. She used to be the

the couch, one hand gently gripping his knee, the other running his fingers along the rim of

Yes,

personal assistant and was quite displeased. He called me over the weekend demanding a replacement within three days. HR couldn’t recruit in time. I’ve always

his face was not swayed by beauty, but he added

thoughtfully stared at the coffee cup in front of him,

“Yes.”

the digital resume to him before exiting the CEO’s office.

the resume, walked to the floor–to–ceiling windows and

Alan called out to Camila twice without a response and then tapped on

thoughts snapped back.

placed a document on her desk, saying, “These are some of Mr. Connor’s personal habits. Just a friendly heads–up, Mr. Connor is not