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.

a glass of warm water and sat on the couch,

her. She was diligently making spreadsheets, comparing market demands, cultural backgrounds, and legal regulations

glanced at the time and said to Camila, "I need to have a brief meeting

Camila nodded in understanding.

the time difference, her eyelids grew heavy, and she dozed off hugging a throw pillow. Connor ended his meeting

tiptoed over and whispered,

her sleep and

of the business trip had her cramming language

times to no avail. He scooped her up in his arms and carried her to the

hand unconsciously feeling for something next to

Holding the pillow, Camila's breathing evened

face, his eyes filled with tenderness. He watched her for a while before quietly exiting the

next morning, Camila turned over in her sleep and slowly opened her eyes. She rubbed her sleepy eyes and

her instantly. This wasn't her