A One Night Stand With My Boss

Chapter 39

Camila quietly ate her meal, occasionally sneaking glances at Connor. His features were distinct, as if sculpted by a divine hand–handsome yet composed. He was absorbed in his computer, his long fingers constantly tapping. Indeed, a man focused on his work was truly charming.

She shook her head, chiding herself for her wandering thoughts.

Connor glanced over his laptop and noticed her enjoying her meal, his lips curling into a subtle smile. Soon, Camila had polished off her food and accidentally let out a satisfied burp.

“Finished?” Connor asked.

“Yes, sir. All clear!” Camila replied with a laugh. She pulled out a napkin to wipe her mouth clean and started tidying up the coffee table.

Connor opened his drawer, took out a box of cigarettes, and lit one. A thin trail of smoke lazily rose into the air.

Camila, catching the scent of the smoke, looked up. Their eyes met briefly before both quickly looked away, busying themselves with their tasks.

Frowning slightly, Camila held her breath and briskly wiped the coffee table with a napkin. When Connor noticed her discomfort, he extinguished his cigarette and turned on the air purifier.

a deep breath and picked up the empty lunchbox. “Mr. Connor, I’ve cleaned up. I’ll

acknowledgment, continuing to type on his keyboard.

data organization. Time passed until she stretched and looked out the window to see dusk approaching. She rubbed her tired eyes and

Mr. Connor has a last–minute meeting with the factory at seven. You can leave now. The

I not needed for the meeting minutes?” Camila

enough with the performance reports. Paul will handle tonight’s minutes,” Alan

“Alright.

be irresponsible of

at the office, she knocked on Connor’s

her. He frowned slightly

front of him. “Mr. Connor, you missed

then he opened the mealbox. He smiled faintly and said. “Looks delicious,