A One Night Stand With My Boss

The shopkeeper was momentarily stunned, and by the time he collected himself, the two had already walked away. "Hey, wait up!" Camila called out, being pulled along by Connor.

It wasn't until Camila exclaimed in pain that Connor paused and immediately let go of her arm.

"Why did you give him money when the shopkeeper was going to gift it to me?" Camila asked, furrowing her brow.

Connor cleared his throat awkwardly, and with a hint of uncertainty, he said, "We can't be seen as taking advantage of small benefits. If he thought that people from our country all like to exploit others, that wouldn't be good."

Camila listened, her brows knitted in confusion. "But why did you give him two thousand Riyal? That's way too much."

Connor met Camila's puzzled gaze. "Well..."

He hesitated for a few seconds before finding a suitable excuse, "It's about reciprocity, promoting friendly relations between nations." He said with a firm and strong voice. Camila looked at Connor, clearly thinking he was making things up.

"Let's head back to the hotel. Alan has

deciding not to pursue the matter

they walked one behind

swarm of locusts heading straight towards her. Her eyes widened, and she let out a

locusts, she twisted her body but suddenly lost her

just in time to see a

screamed, crashing into Connor's

point of bursting. His blazer slipped from his hand and fell to the ground. Camila was unaware of Connor's discomfort. She clutched at his shirt, her heart racing with

sure the locusts had flown away. She sighed in relief, then let

still frozen in place, as if he