A One Night Stand With My Boss

Chapter 88

Connor withdrew his arm abruptly, his volce deep as he said, “I don’t need help.

The college girl paused for a second, then followed the unsteady Connor to the villa’s front door.

Connor got into the car, and the college girl squeezed in after him. In a soft voice, she said, “Mr. Connor, let me stay with you.”

“Tm not interested in you, find someone else.”

“I just want to be with you. Let me take care of you, please?” the pretty college student pleaded softly.

It was her first time at such a party, and she had received $5.000

She was determined to make money at any cost, but when she first laid eyes on Connor, she became willing to do so wholeheartedly. Suddenly, Connor felt the alcohol rush to his head, his stomach churning, his Adam’s apple bobbing. He was silent for a moment. Seeing the movement in his throat, the college girl, confident in her beauty, believed no man could resist her when drunk. Finally, Connor fought off the drunkenness and opened his eyes. Suddenly, the college girl wrapped her arms around his waist, resting her face against his collarbone, gazing up at him with affection.

Connor, feeling as if touched by something filthy, disgustedly turned her face away. Coldly, he said, “You have three seconds to disappear.”

The college girl stared at him, her eyes shockingly cold.

Three

“Two.”

“One”

trembled, unable to

here,” Connor told the driver.

driver immediately got out of the car and pulled the college girl from the back

stood at the empty villa entrance, her hair slightly disheveled by the breeze.

his throbbing temples with one hand, the other reaching into

out–it was an orange–flavored candy. At the restroom door, Camilla had slipped it into his pocket.

it into his mouth. A burst of orange flavor quickly spread through his mouth. He

his tongue gently swirling the orange candy around his mouth

through his exhaustion, returned to Cedarhill Estate, unbuttoned a few buttons of his shirt,

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at the ceiling. She had returned home the