A One Night Stand With My Boss

"Mr. Connor," she cleared her throat.

"Prepare the documents and come to my room," Connor instructed.

"Okay," Camila responded.

After hanging up, Camila grabbed the documents and her laptop from the couch, threw on a coat, and left her room. Due to the local cultural differences, she didn't bring a nightgown. Instead, she wore pajama pants and a comfortable top.

Camila rang the doorbell, and the door quickly opened.

Connor glanced at her, already fresh from a shower, "Did I interrupt your rest?"

Camila shook her head, smiling brightly, "Not at all."

Connor nodded and walked in. Camila closed the door and headed to the couch, placing the prepared documents on the table.

The meeting was primarily about a collaboration, specifically about opening their first global flagship store in this mall, depending on the terms offered.

poured her a glass of warm water and sat on the couch,

her. She was diligently making spreadsheets, comparing market demands, cultural backgrounds, and legal regulations of major cities around the

Connor finished reviewing the documents, he glanced at the time and said to Camila, "I need to

Camila nodded in understanding.

an hour later, while Connor was still in his study, Camila had finished organizing the documents. Still adjusting to the time difference, her eyelids grew heavy, and she dozed

over

her sleep and murmured, shifting her position

four days off, the news of the business trip had her cramming

in his arms and carried her to the bedroom, placing her gently on the bed

her hand unconsciously feeling for

tucking a pillow into her arms. Holding the pillow, Camila's breathing evened out,

down at her sleeping face, his eyes filled with tenderness. He watched her for a while before quietly exiting the bedroom and shutting the door softly. He then went to his own room

in her sleep and slowly opened her eyes. She

realization hit her instantly. This wasn't