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.

warm water and sat on the couch, flipping through

coffee table in front of her. She was diligently making spreadsheets,

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

Camila nodded in understanding.

was still in his study, Camila had finished organizing the documents. Still adjusting to the time difference, her eyelids grew heavy, and she dozed off hugging a throw pillow. Connor ended his meeting and walked out

over

frowned slightly in her sleep and

was exhausted. Despite having four days off, the news of the business trip had her cramming language lessons late into the

times to no avail. He scooped her up in his arms and carried her to the bedroom, placing her gently on

turned over in bed, her hand unconsciously feeling for something next to

her arms. Holding the pillow, Camila's breathing evened

while before quietly exiting the bedroom and shutting the door softly. He then went to his own room to shower

sleep and slowly opened her eyes.

instantly. This wasn't